Feeling bad,
I’m not mad,
But I keep hitting people now,
For no real reason, no reason at all…
Don’t know why,
I can’t explain,
I thought life was this game,
I know I can get thru,
But why is this slaughtering my only move…
I’m not crazy, not irritated,
I know the many times I hated,
And I know the´re behind me,
Just don’t know why I’m running back…
Why do people say I’m strong,
Now I got this feeling that I can’t go on,
I’m falling, like a glass to the floor,
Your favourite glass, the one to adore,
Nothing left but pieces now,
No puzzle, let me go…