Wonder what makes me happy again
What the fuck makes me happier, friend?
Hope that I die with a happier end
Not a thing, not a ring could make me happier, and

I know I struggle with drugs
And I know I struggle with love
Sometimes I´m sad as hell
And I´m not really happy to be here
Sometimes I´m mad as hell
And I´m not really happy to be here (Oh)

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, no

Ayy, I got drugs, I don´t need any friends (Uh)
What a surprise, I´m feeling sick again (Yeah)

Dilated, trying to walk on the edge
Told myself I wouldn´t do it again
So, if I can´t come back to you
Then let´s talk like I´m gone forever
I´d buy back the time with you I wasted
It´s better late than never
We contrast to tell the truth
Without me, you´ll probably be better
With my last breath, inhale smoke
And get high one last time, whatever

I know I struggle with drugs
And I know I struggle with love
Sometimes I´m sad as hell
And I´m not really happy to be here
Sometimes I´m mad as hell
And I´m not really happy to be here (Oh)

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, no

Mm-mm-mm, oh-oh