I want to wake up in your

White, white sun

And I want to wake up in your world

With no pain

But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday

While you are numb all of the way

When I hate it I know I can feel but

When you love you know it's not real

No

And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world

On its way to hell

The living are dead and

I hope to join them too

I know what to do and I do it well...

When I hate it I know I can feel but

When you love you know it's not real

No

Shoot myself to love you

If I loved myself I'd be shooting you