[Verse] Oh, come to think of it, I heard the son of the family next door jumped off a building recently. When you're living a life as hopeless as that, I suppose it’s no wonder somehow, I can relate. [Verse] Apparently, the kid managed to survive, but the moment they woke up in the hospital, they burst into tears and screamed, "Why did you save me?" It’s pretty selfish, isn't it? Especially considering they don't even know what suffering is. [Verse] Days spent getting nothing but jeers, no matter what I do. Is there no place for me? A life spent asking that question is bittersweet, like a blood orange. Even living 24/7 in search of salvation, in the end, not a single good thing comes of it. [Verse] I heard a rumor, too. Apparently, a middle-aged man living in the next town over was rushed to the hospital by ambulance after drinking too much. It seems they found a note in his room a suicide note. Living a life as hopeless as that... well, it’s hardly surprising. I can sort of understand it. [Verse] Days spent getting nothing but jeers, no matter what I do. Is there no place for me? A life spent asking that question is bittersweet, like a blood orange. Even living 24/7 in search of salvation, in the end, not a single good thing comes of it. [Verse] "Haga lo que haga, todo es en vano; solo son días llenos de burlas e insultos. ¿Acaso no hay lugar para mí? Esa es la pregunta que me hago a lo largo de mi vida. ¿Cómo llegué a esto? ¿Cuándo y dónde me equivoqué? Aunque vivo las 24 horas del día, los 7 días de la semana, buscando la salvación, al final, nada bueno resulta de ello." [Verse] fucking hell!! Mother fucking hell!! [Verse] Days spent getting nothing but jeers, no matter what I do. Is there no place for me? A life spent asking that question is bittersweet, like a blood orange. Even living 24/7 in search of salvation, in the end, not a single good thing comes of it.
