Everyday i fight for air
This worlds taking all my breath
But i keep on with the smiling tho I'm a f*cking
Mess
Look me in the eyes and tell me what do you see?
Between the pain and the terror is there still hope for me?
I don't know why i keep on going
Everything feels so worthless
I'm still here but whats my purpose?
Should i give up and end my hoping?
Someday i will stop asking
When my bodys laying in a casket
And if there really is something up there
This is the time to f*cking show it