Woorden: Stereomud. Perfect Self. Pain.

With every form you come
You surprise me, hypnotize me
With every breath I take
You're depriving, suffocating, choking

Now the time has come when I tell myself
There's nothing more I can take, then you show me
Will it matter right now if I'm already numb?
That's what you do to control me, to control me

So much sadness from me
That's the way I feel
All the madness from me
That's what makes you real
I don't want your pain, pain, pain, pain

With every cut you make, you expose me
'Cause you know me
With every bottle drink, you can drown me
'Cause you found me out

And now the time has come when I tell myself
There's nothing more I can take, then you show me
Will it matter right now if I'm already numb?
That's what you do to control me, to control me

So much sadness from me
That's the way I feel
All the madness from me
That's what makes you real
I don't want your pain, pain, pain, pain
Pain, pain, pain, pain

With every form you take
With every cut you make
So much pain

So much sadness from me
That's the way I feel
All the madness from me
That's what makes you real
So much sadness, so much sadness
Pain