While looking for the answers only [bad word] to mind
Cause I've been lost in circles, which seems now for quite some time
And I don't know how I came here or even how I got this far
All I can tell you is my fate is written in the black stars well
What am I supposed to do?

Bless myself this perfect [bad word] of my own, is the best I've ever known
Tell me something I don't want to know, cause I can't believe it's so. What am I supposed to do?

I've [bad word] sick of everyone now
And I don't feel remorse for the forgotten and I don't care at all
I've [bad word] sick of everyone now
And I'm the patron voice of all the problems and I don't care at all

Oh take me away I'm sick of everyone today
I'm not OK but I'm fine this way, I need no change

So take me away [bad word] down, fell apart. It's hard to keep together when you don't know where start

I've [bad word] sick of everyone now and I don't feel remorse for the forgotten and I don't care at all
I've [bad word] sick of everyone now and I'm the patron voice of all the problems but I'm sick of everyone