I want to wake up in your   White, white sun   I want to wake up in your world   With no pain   But I'll just suffer in a hope to die someday   While you are numb all of the way      When you hate it you know you can feel but   When you love it you know it's not real   No      And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world   On it's way to hell   The living are dead and   I hope to join them too   I know what to do and I did it well...      When you hate it you know you can feel but   When you love it you know it's not real   No      Shoot myself to love you   If I loved myself I'd be shooting you