Adorno

I lived twice after my suicide In the future or the past, I could not decide Which one I hate the most My body has become a sacramental host When you're once the son of god and you're still unemployed Offered up salvation, surrender to the void Perspectives crushed I might be living in two places at once Cross these world, it's self-destructive So am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Tales, cross, tales, cross Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Tales, cross, tales, cross Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Tales, cross, tales, cross Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Tales, cross, tales, cross No subside, I attempted suicide I could not die, no matter how hard I tried So I was bored I wanted to die, so I spilled out on the ground They put me in a hospital, they said I need to rest After all, now father knows best for all I can't say Tales speak day after day Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Am I sleeping on a floor or am I nailed to a cross Tales, cross, tales, cross Tales, cross, tales, cross (Self-destructive) (So self-destructive)