Testo Damned Life

Her life is only a scrap heap Nothing makes sense And I wonder how she still lives her life Her biggest wish?s to die To have a distance To all this earthly trash Nobody understands her Nobody treats her like she needs to be Nobody wants to help her In a way that helps her really Her eyes are full of tears Tears of hate, Contempt and self-pity Her feet are gore-spitting Of the long way She only walked on fragments Nobody dries her Nobody takes away her pain Nobody wants to carry her On that way with firm shoes Her voice is already dead There?s no sound Out of her Her inner-life?s almost dead But there?s still something to save The rest?s fully destroyed Nobody says anything in place of her Nobody shouts her thoughts out Nobody wants to save her From this inner death And nobody builds her up again.