Damned, In Any Tongue

Christ on a cross, suffer for my sins
Why do that when I suffer my own?
I walk openly to the arms of punishment
I need someone not to embrace mine
So many sins and so little time
Take a look at my soul and see untold corruption

You think you got it bad - Look at me
You think you are sad - Look at me
Damned, in any tongue

Who cares? Tell me, who gives a shit?
No one, wallow in your own pity
I don’t care, don’t want to hear it. You are weak
Bear my pain, then you can cry about yours
Tell yourself to get over it
The longer it takes, the more you will suffer

You think you got it bad - Look at me
You think you are sad - Look at me
Damned, in any tongue

Go ahead, end it all, you weakling
I’m sick of hearing your bitching
You deserve no better then a split vein
Let the blood stain the floor beneath you
In some odd way I envy you
Suicide is not an option for me

You think you got it bad - Look at me
You think you are sad - Look at me
Damned, in any tongue