I want to wake up in your White, white sun And 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 I hate it I know I can feel but When you love you know it's not real No And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world On its way to hell The living are dead and I hope to join them too I know what to do and I do it well... When I hate it I know I can feel but When you love you know it's not real No Shoot myself to love you If I loved myself I'd be shooting you