Текст песни Руру - I feel like dying

I feel like dying
but yet we breathe
because of you write poems
or the roof goes
in a rented apartment and drink more to drink
heart on a chopping board,
let crumble it into strips or dice
Do not just after death
from what I died?
from melancholy spending one night
in winter they will still be more more
noesh you, but you are standing on the ground
Fuck you all on ..
past love my eyes,
in the bank no strength left, my mother forgive
and what will be after
this ever end?
or simply afraid to go.
feed themselves sad songs
without any help
repair itself at night
and next only handle a nightlight and memory within the perimeter of the house
Remember not for us otherwise will hurt a little
Take care of yourself
I have not made up anything
I ceased to meet the morning talking to people
not enough time to ask for forgiveness from all family
New Year but in the memory of the old faces
verses to shout at the wall
Escape to a page to you knowing that it is harmful
me again crush the elapsed time
for you have something else or just the fallout from my poems?