Dear sweet filthy world, my wife, or whoever reads this
I think that I´ve lived too long
With all of my promise unfulfilled
But there is a veil drawn over all of that

I know you´ll probably say, "Spare us the melodrama"
"I don´t know how he chose the pills or the stupid revolver"
I´m out of luck
I´m not that strong
My hands, your neck
I might have wrung
Don´t try to find me
I´m not worth anything anymore
I am not leaving you with all of your problems
´Cause the biggest one is me

Life is dark
And cold as the sea
Embrace me in my anguish
Put seaweed in my hair and vow that you won´t cry because I´ve gone

I can´t go on, I can´t go on, I can´t go on
I must close now