This little smile of mine, is a sign that I've been dead.
Yes, this little smile of mine, shrouds the voices in my head.

Had this little pain been in my heart clawing me apart?
Or had this little pain been been a part of someone else's art?

Ten feet under in a coffin bed... Tell me i'm not dead.
Fought against what people said... Tell me i'm not dead.
All that pain, just for bread... Tell me i'm not dead.
Worms are crawling in head... Please, tell me i'm not dead.

Because If I were, I'd have nothing to push me further.

I'd have to cry all over.
I'd have to lie all over.
I'd have to try all over.

Just to die all over again... So,

This little smile of mine will stay or your love cannot be blind.
This little smile of mine will stay or your warmth I'll never find.

This little smile of mine will stay since my fears you will adhere.
This little smile of mine will stay or I will disappear.

This little smile of mine will stay, because the truth is at my core.
Yes, this little smile of mine will stay, or you wont love me no more.