Another painkiller down the throut to kill me from inside.
Another stab in my back to stop me for a while.
Every fucking day it crushes me down, still I get up from my knees.
The last one takes me away. Just pull the trigger, please.

I have been ripping these bullets out of me
as long as I can remember

And these wounds ain't healing. How can I kill this feeling?
No, I just can't remember

Fucked up days are bleeding to years, every second gives me pain.
The last one takes me away. The last one into my brain.
The hope still fills me when I look up to skies.
It's time to feel down again when I hear those same old lies.

I have been ripping these bullets out of me
as long as I can remember

And these wounds ain't healing. How can I kill this feeling?
No, I just can't remember


I have been ripping these bullets out of me
And these wounds ain't healing. How can I kill this feeling?


I have been ripping these bullets out of me
as long as I can remember

And these wounds ain't healing. How can I kill this feeling?
No, I just can't remember

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