| There must be something wrong with me.
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| I get so tired, I can’t sleep.
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| The voices in my head are haunting my dreams.
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| No matter how I try,
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| To kill the thoughts inside.
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| I cannot, I cannot, hide.
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| The mirror staring back at me.
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| The cracking lines along my face.
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| The times I try to get things straight, but could not.
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| I know how hard I try,
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| To keep myself alive.
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| But I don’t know, I don’t know why:
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| Funny how,
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| When the darkest of nights falls down.
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| Worry that I will never see.
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| The sun is shining again.
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| The world goes round,
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| What was up is again back down.
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| Wonder if I could stick around,
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| Feel the light of the day:
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| Sometimes I feel like I am,
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| Dying, down here.
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| I feel a raging storm,
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| Inside of my skin.
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| The dial tone is there
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| But no one’s calling…
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| I feel the weight of time,
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| Wonder when I will die.
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| But I don’t know, I don’t know why: |