English lyrics:
I’m being woken up at the middle of the night
By a stomach as empty as my soul
I shove my hand down my overfilled ashtray
And looking in vain for a smokeable cigarette butt
Before I accidentally pulls down the shit from the table
The ashes sticks onto the old beer
Spilled on the floor next to the mattress
A couple of cop cars are passing by
The sound of their stressful sirens
Gnaws itself into my head
I’m trying to ignore the thoughts
About that it’s me they’re looking for
I’ve been sleeping with my clothes on again
And in my pocket I find some pills
The darkness and the hangover makes it impossible
To see what kind of shit it is
Without caring I swallow it all
Together with the left-overs of a stale beer
I pull my fingers through my greasy hair
And thinking that what difference would it make
If I never woke up again