I set out to live my torn life but I don't know how to live.
cause it was easy to make me go crazy see how easy it was to destroy me.
Oh, I don't understand why don't you dig my grave see how easy it was to bury me.
I can't decide, but you were like, a bittersweet affliction, in my memory.
If you want to rescue me, please come and pray for me, and feed me your religion.
I, I think I know what's crazy and you, you know how to make me crazy.