Pain is like rain!
When it falls again...
Hiding behind a picture
Trying to find who I used to be...
I remember a period
in my...
The first time I got fired from a job,
Was three years after graduation...
These scars run so deep, that...
I'm afraid no other man will ever be able to...
and because I lived
with a'thousand souls...
Do I look depressed because am always indoors?
I no longer move out like I used to...
I don't want to speak in circles anymore,
and lose visitors in my colourless corridors...
My first memory of depression
Takes me back to ten-years-old...
Orange city lights frame the dark road ahead
As I speed along the empty highway...
There's a salty ache in my ribcage
it radiates out through my muscles and bones...
"Ich bin müde, immer müde zu sein"
I am tired of always being tired...