Two-faced I´m crying this cold world out of my inside
Locked these demons, these demons in me
Sick, torn, empty I´m hiding away

Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
See nothing more that is left here for me
Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
Trust me I know my disease!

This life, this life is killing inside
I cannot escape from this pain that I hide

This psycho-brain-fucking killed so much down in me
There was neither love nor hate just nothing to feel
Sick, torn, hiding away, Sick, torn
Still I´m empty inside

Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
See nothing more that is left here for me
Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
Trust me I know my disease!

This life, this life is killing inside
I cannot escape from this pain that I hide

Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
See nothing more that is left here for me
Sooner or later your thoughts become evil
Trust me I know my disease!

This life, this life is killing inside
I cannot escape from this pain that I hide
This life...