Warm Sun, Cold Earth

My broken body is exhausted I'm tired to find the common language The dialect we both could understand Misunderstandings will always follow me And as the path I always try to throw away I Put this problems in the little box Where's hiding everyone I used to know Far away from my mind and my heart Don't open your eyes, everyone is dead inside Why do I need to breath If instead I want to choke? Covering myself by coat of dirt Check my pulse when I will be 6 feet under I am the core of my problems Crushing every hope Burning every meaning to get up from my bed So you see it? Can you fucking see it? I'm dead from that moment I was born Ha Miserable existence I'm covered by dirt I hear the beating of hammer sonmwhe on top of me I'm scared of this sound But I can do nothing It's time to let myself go Stop holding on what I lived for before Crush this vase filled by sorrow and missed opportunities Should stop to fight with myself I've faced that fact That everything I ever did is gone It's a fucking gone Pull me Pull me fucking harder And kick this shit out of me Cover me with this magic powder you all use To forget all feelings I don't want to remember Every time relive these moments again and again