When I suffer
I look for salvation
When I desire
There is damnation
Are these thing the same
Just a different view with a different name
Call me normal but I'm made from wicked things
Fighting my mind between the rings
I may kill but I heall too
I'm sensing something coming soon
Something for me something bad
Used to but tired of being sad
Like a dog missing his best buddy
Can't smile on what is funny
But why I can not speak
Why can't I sleep
Now when it's all over
When there is nothing to cover
I don't think about it anymore
That is another closed door
The last one where I'm inside
Where I don't hide
I can't leave now I'm to afraid
To help me there is no aid
I just want to talk with my friend again
Like way back then
So please tell my friend my older sister
That I regret, that I miss her
