Lyrics & translations of Carving

I am empty
But I will put these pills inside myself and make me whole
So far they've just made me sick
They're telling me I have a couple more weeks to go

Making the phone call wasn’t so bad
But sitting in that waiting room made me sick
Questioning if I even belong here

Do you think I′m crazy?
I've done all this before I′m waiting for the right time
To chance
This even more
Losing is for losers

And that is not an option here
This is what I'm made of
And you will never ever fear When there's no
One sitting on the throne