[Intro] 【slam] “To bear this life, you must first be ready to face your death!” [Verse 1] I'm always afraid of dying, Mr. Analyst, This fear consumes me — do you have any idea? Can you grasp it? When I do this, when I do that, I think I’ll meet my end, They laugh, they scoff — they just don't comprehend. [Chorus] I keep a list of feelings I can dismiss, The thought of death makes me shiver, Mr. Analyst. I dread the smallest shift, the turn of any street, Struck down, robbed, or killed… I can't feel safe on my feet. [Verse 2] I watch my body constantly — each tremor, every breath, Every situation feels like a summons to my death. My mind's always on high alert — obsessive, overdrive — Ah, I'm losing my grip! I don't know how I stay alive! [Chorus] Those scenarios are many — yes, a long and fearful list, The thought of dying shakes me, Mr. Analyst. I see myself over and over — collapsed, fading from sight, Terrified that in the end, I’ll just break down and cry, [Instrumental] [Bridge] I know it's absurd — there's nothing here to fear, I know that, Mr. Analyst, but my thoughts still aren't clear, I know deep down I won’t die anytime soon, It makes no sense — this can’t be how I meet my doom. [Outro] [slam] He answered me: “Hmm… because you actually think you'll never die?” [Instrumental] [Outro] He answered me: “Hmm… because you actually think you'll never die?” [Instrumental]