I gotta find a way to kill my mental state,
‘Cause the fear is being served by the plate.
Why do they visit me so much, and are they gonna hurt me?
Why do they come before I sleep, and why must they disturb me?

It’s a long time till I’ll see you again,
So for now i’ll have to greet my unwanted friends.

The day yields nothing but empty disappointments,
‘Cause the regrets are booking useless appointments
Why do I feel like this, on my special day?
Its a lot to take when you don’t even want to stay.