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I will point a gun to my head

Or a knife to my heart

'Cause death is the only way out

My life is not worth

Anymore

I can't see a cure

No way to set me free

From this lack of joy

That I feel

Everything goes wrong

I just can't understand

I've gotta know the reason

Why am I alive?

I can't stand this anguish

No need to pray for life

No choice but

Praying for death

When things look fine

And I'm ok

Suddenly a desaster

Ruins all of my plans

And then all my hope is gone

I tried suicide once more

But I'm not man enough

A coward, and I gave up

No guts to face my death

I"m just a loser

I wish I was not weak

I wish I was not me

And then everything

Would be ok

I guess I could be strong

And fight for what I want

But it sounds

So hard to me

I can't stand this anguish

No need to pray for life

No choice but

Praying for death

When things look fine

And I'm ok

Suddenly a desaster

Ruins all of my plans

And then all my hope is gone

All of my friends have tried to help me

Well, I like 'em but they just don't know

That I've refused all kinds of treatment

It's hard to believe in my own life

Self-belief is what I lack

It's not an easy thing for me to get

I'm unable to accept what is normal

Afraid of defeat is how I feel

Bad things happen to everyone

They deal with them so fine

What's the magic?

I would like to know

What to do!

I wish I was not weak

I wish I was not me

And then everything

Would be ok

I guess I could be strong

And fight for what I want

But it sounds

So hard to me

I can't stand this anguish

No need to pray for life

No choice but

Praying for death

When things look fine

And I'm ok

Suddenly a desaster

Ruins all of my plans

And then all my hope is gone