Lyrics:

Inside my you are
So high to be free
But things go out with each day
You picture mine to state your misery
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

How strange your happy words
That seems to bring a smile from everyone
And tears fill the eyes
Friends and humans wonder why
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

One grain of
Regrets in your soul cant feel the pain
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

When mother stands upon you
Your body slowly dies
Your mother stays in silence
Listening to every quiet dream
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

Its freedom forever more
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death