someone I didn´t like with glaring eyes
focussing on my former self-poised to criticise
all actions being done , trying to deride
everything I didn´t do myself just wasn´t right

Ref.:
If I were you I´d throw my self in front of a driving train
I´d take a knife sharpen the blades and use it violently on my vein
I´d climb and jump off the highest and the rockiest of hills
I´d go to the pharmacy and gorge myself on sleeping-pills

I walked with my nose held high-with a swollen breast
the cock of the walk thinking I was best
but simply couldn´t cope with the power that others had
all that they´d achieved made me feel so bad

Ref.:

maybe my image of you is incomplete
maybe my perspective is zooming the wrong side
it might be the case that my thoughts are obsolete
but it could just aswell be the case that I am right

and I tried to write a song but I had lost all my skill
and all my creativity was perticular ill
couldn´t feel music any more had no melodies in my mind
and as I tried to concentrate it all went awry

Ref.:

the nightmare found its end , I woke up soaked in sweat
with my sheets torn apart lying beside my bed
and I kissed the day hello and I was so happy to see
my face as it had been-I thanked god that I was me

R