i hate my life 

its not hard to tell

all by myself

living in hell

 

i hate the times

i always failed

all by myself

can't escape hell

 

questions haunt me

you tried to flaunt me

i threw it right back

cause i knew then

that you were already taken from me

 

day by day

you were observed

your message heard

and even in your last breaths

silence covered up by whispers

you were right there

i fight with it at night

then wake up and live in nightmares

 

i already broke my heart before

this felt allot like that

but with matters of the heart

you can¡¯t ever fight back

cause when their gone their gone

living and dying strong

and it feels like theres no picture of a happy ending

to run is to belong

cause if your right then i¡¯m proud to be wrong

this is our lives

not in a song