I want to wake up in your
White, white sun
And I want to wake up in your world
With no pain

But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love you know it's not real

No
And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and

I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I do it well...
When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you love you know it's not real

No
Shoot myself to love you
If I loved myself I'd be shooting you