Lying in your bed, what the hell is going on in your head?
Your room is a coffin, wake up man, you're not dead yet
Beer after beer, you want to forget all of these years
And even my soul is horrible
Learn to love is not impossible
They handcrafted my heart, disposable
She can make these moments comfortable
Spent all your days with a hangover, it's a damnation
'Til the hour of total self mutilation
Your friends are your demons
Open your eyes, look at the people
And even my soul is horrible
Learn to love is not impossible
They handcrafted my heart disposable
She can make these moments comfortable
You're free to decide what to see
The evil or the good inside of me
I've never believed in fantasies
But now we're wrapped in empathy