I'm feeling down, I'm feeling sick with all the thoughts that are in my head
I'm feeling weak, no strength to move
Feels like I have snakes around my neck
I'm breathing, still breathing
I'm living in the dark of sobriety, pretending to be living in a god damn lie
Each one, looking for his cage
It seems that all the paths I try to follow disappear and hang in space
I'm breathing, still breathing
(I'm still breathing on my own)