Boiling Of My Skin There Is No Comfort Here So What If I'm Standing Here? I Still Hurt From My Hair To My Feet I Know This Is Nothing Now But Once It Was Everything
They Tell Me I Have To Get Out Of Bed They Tell Me I Have To Keep Up My Strength I've Got To Eat Something I'm Hoping That The Taste Will Kill Me I Have
Vertaling: Tapping The Vein. Meer.
