text: While looking for the answers, only questions come to mind
  Cause Ive been lost in circles which seems now for quite some
  Time, and I dont know how I came here, 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 hell of my own
  Is the best Ive ever known
  Tell me something I dont want to know
  Cause I cant believe its so
  What am I supposed to do?
  Ive become sick of everyone now
  And I dont feel remorse for the forgotten, and I dont care at all
  Ive become sick of everyone now
  And Im the patron voice of all the problems, and I dont care at all
  Oh, oh, oh
  Oh, oh, oh
  Oh, take me away, Im sick of everyone today, Im not okay
  But Im fine this way, need no change to take me away
  Im coming down, I fell apart
  Its hard to keep together when you dont know where to start
  Ive become sick of everyone now
  And I dont feel remorse for the forgotten, and I dont care at all
  Ive become sick of everyone now
  And Im the patron voice of all the problems, but sick of everyone!