Serpents - Self-Made Suffering

I cannot stand myself
I have injected poison into my vains
Im tasting sour sweat, but my body's cold
Like i'd be already dead

I hate this fucking place
And i am here to stay till the end of my days
Surrounded by my demons
I've made my life a living hell

Enjoyment's flashing like a broken lamp
You've gotta seize the moment
I know i'll catch myself again on a lie
And i dont trust the liers
Nobody's listening

I cannot get rid of that feel
Followed by a black cloud

There's some integral part of me
That made me my worst enemy
That makes me sick of my own being
The endless self-made suffering

(The self fulfilling misery)

The innocence that I have left behind
Emits a rotten odor
Before i catch myself again on a lie
I'm gonna see the bottom
Just for a while

I cannot get rid of that feel
I'm lost in the smoke

There's some integral part of me
That made me my worst enemy
That makes me sick of my own being
The endless self-made suffering

I don't belong
I don't deserve
I love to choke
I hate myself