Why do I live,
Why do I give
Any importance to what I do
‘Cause it doesn’t matter, No
I’ve been there before, No
That feeling is still sore, No
Not going there no more.
But I can do nothing right,
All the right seems wrong, I’ma fight
Forever, that’s for sure, Die
Every time and still come back, Bye
Bye world, you just lost the best,
Screw the test of destiny, Infested
With such thoughts, Obsessed
With the New, I don’t know
What’s in store Or will I come back
The same as before.
Will I come back at all,
To ponder why I live, to relive
The pains of the past, counting
Few days that last before everything
Is back in store, the same as before.
Reflections of within, caught fresh.
