Jaha, då har den 4 veckor långa kampen börjat då. och den här gången ska jag fan klara det

Stretched and torn, I lay here in pieces

Craving all of your deadly vices

I’d like to think that I’m not addicted

But I guess I wear it well.
Late at night I can hear your voices

Talking shit about all my choices

You would think that you’ve known me forever

Just because you know my name