Another time, Another place where you will find yourself a happy mind. I know... someone could wipe a tear and heal the pain you feel inside.

And you say that I don't care though I'm always there, next to you with your despair and you treat me like I'm air.

Will to die won't justify everything that your mind is set up for.
Going high may satisfy. Again you bleed and in your mind you close the door.

All empty promises are turned to lies, and troubled questions are answered with cries.

This world ain't good enough for you, so turn it upside down. It's war. Only the strong survive. With hate you go and come around.

Looking out and hoping you'd call. Will you come home at all? Every hour I feel it more. To desparation I fall.