Going dead over there
I am jaded, tired out, but you don't care
I see nothing, I am blind
Help me please to save my overloaded mind
She wants this
He wants that
And no one knows
That I'm feeling almost dead
So help yourself (So be my guest)
Take a straw
Dig it to me
And drain me to the drags

You can drain me every day
I am down, but that's OK
Why you should care about my pleasure?
Why you should be kind to me?
So take what you want
You think I like it, but I don't
You only want me to do something
Well I try to do it well
And I think I am not so bad
But in the eyes of the others I even look like an idiot
What you say? That you are fair?
No, no, no, so I don't care
About a bullshit which you tell me every day

I'm already drained as I can be
It's end of my pain, you'll see

Lot of love
A bit of rage
Lot of lust
And a bit of something strange
Don't be affraid
Take a straw
Dig it to me
And drain me to the drags

You can drain me every day...