Every morning I struggle to open my eyes
Paralyzed by old memories of sad lullabies...

You make me cry, you're never fair
Your actions bring only despair...

Her thoughts aren't worth a dime
Pain is never healed by time...

"Broken mirror, tell me why
Sing me your sad lullaby...

(note on context:
it portraits the situation in Portugal, last...

The one who showed me how to stand
Told me to come, well, here I am...

Maybe the one I'm falling for isn't ready to catch...
Maybe I closed my eyes too long, for being afraid...

A distorted puzzle of burned out memories
Nourishes a black flower of decadence...

I end up crying on your shoulder, every time he is...
Every time it happens, you don't complain, don't...

Dear diary, I'm on the ground
They beat me up and laugh at me...

Fatal disease, killing me slow
Falling forever, feeling so low...

The black sound of ashes, while I was asleep
Were the pills too strong or the cut too deep...