Adorno

I lived twice after my suicide

In the future or the past, I could not decide

Which one I hate the most

My body has become a sacramental host

When you're once the son of god and you're still unemployed

Offered up salvation, surrender to the void

Perspectives crushed

I might be living in two places at once

Cross these world, it's self-destructive

So am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

No subside, I attempted suicide

I could not die, no matter how hard I tried

So I was bored

I wanted to die, so I spilled out on the ground

They put me in a hospital, they said I need to rest

After all, now father knows best for all

I can't say

Tales speak day after day

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

Tales, cross, tales, cross

(Self-destructive)

(So self-destructive)