Memory of a waif, part.II Lyrics

There are some days
Just as today
I see her face
But actually this is my face
But this isn't me
Should it be me ?
Can't get over that weird body
But actually this is my body
I may have done some mess
But, no gal I couldn't guess
You would getting me undress
Right in front of comfortless
More the time files and
More I'm hating
Can't you let me breathing ?
Can't get out of this feeling
But why does it come back again ?
Imma imma be fighting
Against that mothafucking feeling
There's nothing more awful
Than seeing anything grey
Where is the colorful
Part of me tat was here yesterday ?
Random doesn't exist
All I got that's my pills
I'm not that pessimist
But it's hard to handle this
Yes that hard to handle this
There's nothing more awful
Than feeling that unsafe
This unforgettable
Memory of a waif
I may have done some mess
But, no gal I couldn't guess
You would getting me undress
Right In front of comfortless
More the time files and
More I'm hating
Can't you let me breathing ?
Can't get out of this feeling
But why does it come back again ?
Imma imma be fighting
Against that mothafucking feeling