"In dem Augenblick, in dem ein Mensch den Sinn und den Wert des Lebens bezweifelt, ist er krank."
>> My legs are dangling off the edge, the bottom of a bottle is my only friend.
I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone.

My legs are dangling off the edge, a stomach full of pills didn't work again.
I think I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone. <<
"Ich glaub' ich bin dauerhaft betrunken - ich seh' überall Menschen mit zwei Gesichtern."
They think you're crazy.
They think you're mad.
They call you stupid, worthless, tell you you're not worth it.

Now you're walkin' back, to a place you call home,
but you feel so alone.

The same hurtful hits, it's your darker place.
In your virgin ears, the remarks they make.

And if they, if they really knew all of those things.
That you do in your room, to hide the pain.
I bet their minds would change.

I'll bet their minds would change.

They'd change, If they knew the pain.

I believe in these scars, I believe.

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