I lost the fire that kept me warm. Inside my eyes an unbreaking storm. Wonder every night if the nightmares will ever end. A laughter in my mind, it is not a friend. Outside the window people laugh, inside the mirror I see despair. Broken souls everywhere but still —no one cared. No one like me likey likes this, ooh, this Lullaby inside my mind is breaking me, makes me insane but this is who I am... This is my curse, a livin' hell in this dark world. I got no choice but to listen to this voice. This whisper, This whistle it is stuck inside in my head. This is who I am until I'm dead. Inside this cell, inside my head, oh, this is hell, tied to a bed. I hear the screams, can feel the pain, fed up with pills, needles in my veins... oh this is hell... oh... well... I find a letter written in red paint: "You'll soon feel better. You'll see we care! Don't you worry, we're your Alibi!" Then I hear voices humming a Lullaby. No one like me likey likes this, ooh, this Lullaby inside my mind is breaking me, makes me insane but this is who I am... This is my curse, a livin' hell in this dark world. I got no choice but to listen to this voice. This whisper, This whistle it is stuck inside in my head. This is who I am until I'm dead.
