So I pray for the end
 Wasting my time waiting for mercy
 You sold me out just for the joy of hurting me
 So I pray for the end

 Rest my child and be still tortured thoughts become real

 My heart stops such a rush, causes me to go numb
 Wonder what next will come
 Sitting alone in my misery
 I?d like to make your life become history
 Wonder what next will come

 Rest my child and be still-tortured thoughts become real
 Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill

 What more can I do?
 What else could I do?
 Fucked up feelings kill!
 What else could I do?
 What else can you do?
 What else could I do?
 What else could I do?

 Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill
 Fucked up feelings kill

 I lost again, once again, I don?t know where to start
 Now I?m back at the start
 You lied when you told me it would save me
 Now taste the fucked-up feelings you gave me
 I lost again, once again

 Rest my child and be still-fucked up feelings kill
 Fucked up feelings kill