Heartbeat, can you be faking? Dead inside - I'm waking Beat me! I feel a little sick! Where is the trick? Your lies are on to kill me… Kill the pulse inside me Can't you show me a bit more? Cut me a sore Slightly mad - slightly dead… Where is the beat for survive? Drive me sad - drive me dead Fuck it - I stop complaining No more beats remaining Tired Coz lies can tell no trick… so sick Fuck you - I live that hellride With the pulse of dead inside There is nothing to show… than empty life And I was never alive Slightly mad - slightly dead There was no way for survive Drive me sad - drive...drive me dead And there is nothing alive All I have... all I had... Is just the pulse of the dead ...bequeathed: the pulse of the dead