I'm bothered with my soul I'm walking beside my shoes
Your questions pull and drag And the future, which seduces
Don't let me breathe Don't let me breathe
I'm selling joy to pain To convince that I'm alive
I'm feeding my own screams With my thoughts so stupidly
In trouble with my soul I'm a starry backwoods
In trouble with my soul I'm a starry backwoods
I wanna laugh at everything But there are no laughters left
I wave myself through the days In a sheltered energy room
Who made these rules? In trouble with my soul
I'm a starry backwoods In trouble with my soul
I'm a starry backwoods In trouble with my soul
I'm a starry backwoods In trouble with my soul
I'm a starry backwoods Backwoods
I'm a starry backwoods
Backwoods