Why is it that every time
That I dream with a little happiness
I wake up drowning in a deepless sea of sadness
Why is it that every time
That I think that life's worth living for
I wake up with death on my floor
I'll fill the void with emptiness
I'll light the dark with darkness
In my strange way of survival that I call madness
I'll drown myself in sorrow
I never had a tomorrow
Searching for things to live for
If I can't find it I think that I can't live no more
Why is it that every time
That I think to start on smiling
I see that I have only reasons to be crying
Why is it that every time
That I want to hear the children sing
I hear the sound of a gun another war begins
I'll fill the void with emptiness
I'll light the dark with darkness
In my strange way of survival that I call madness
I'll drown myself in sorrow
I never had a tomorrow
Searching for things to live for
If I can't find it I think that I can't live no more
And I, I
And I can't stand it no more
When they close all the doors
The doors that could lead me the way
To run away from yesterday
And I, I
And I can't stand it no more
I have to start fighting for
What I want to get
Why haven't I started yet
And I, I
And I