You've been broken all over,

like there's no stop, no exit door.

It's only to die and revive and die again.

No god comes to get you,

Nor the devil,

Cuz you've always been unacceptable,

an outcast whether being alive or dead.

No one ever supports you cuz you were so weak that cannot even support yourself.

One thing you're certain of is that so soon you'll follow your star,

the only star you've always been looking for.

You don't know how it's gonna be, or will you feel happier or more suffered,

Or that maybe you don't care.

Yes. You don't care about anything at all.