Songtext von Cpr

Breathe you son of a bitch, don't you dare let go! Too young to die, to vile autonomy No response and a pulse at an all time low Please wake up my friend, I can't stand here watching you die Mouth to mouth, still no sign of life Come on my friend, you can make through it Hang on, live on, get through this day Wake up, stand up, don't fuck me this way, way! Pinch you hard, but you won't move an inch Eyes are closed, reflexes motionless Skin is moist, stiff, white and cold Can I accept that there's no more I can do? (do!) The irony of fate I'm sitting here crying: too proud to admit that I've lost it The grim grip of reality sweeps me whole with misery A friend so colourful, his body's left, absent of soul Freezes my thoughts, my will live, if there are lives to take Who wants to give? Eyes are blurring, is this a dream? What's happening to me? It's dark, cold and I can't see Can't feel the blood in me Emptiness, I'm falling Illusions flash aside A struggle to recover, inside I slowly die I'm the fucking victim here!