[Verse 1
My life runs out of time
Another "Memento mori" that has no rhyme
Fleeting faces see me all over the city
My soul burns when I hear the 1001 violins ditty
Chorus
I'm alive because of my self-loathing
Existence is pain
It is nothing more than theatrical sh*t where one spends posing
God is not in the rain
[Verse 2
Is this really living?
Or am I lying?
Fleeting faces see me all over the city
I feel their looks of pity
Chorus
I'm alive because of my self-loathing
Existence is pain
It is nothing more than theatrical sh*t where one spends posing
God is not in the rain
[Instrumental Bridge
Chorus
I'm alive because of my self-loathing
Existence is pain
It is nothing more than theatrical sh*t where one spends posing
God is not in the rain
[Outro
Fleeting faces see me all over the city
My soul burns when I hear the 1001 violins ditty
Fleeting faces see me all over the city
I feel their looks of pity