I've got a huge burden on my back
I watch it swell and sag me down
I stay awake and watch the ECG curve remain flat
No more belief in destiny, all because I resent that
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves
How do I seal my fate, fast enough
To create the rebirth of hate?
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves
My enthusiasm seems to fade away real slowly
The ordinary life seems blank and
My will to live is gone
A while ago I used to think that life was holy
Embrace yourself cause the fact is
We all die slowly
Treachery, don't say the words
Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves