You've crossed the point of life when you have to ask for it's meaning again
You've got to look in the mirror and say "i'll live again"
But the images inside your head they twist and turn,
Would someone take them out cause i want them to burn

This world is burning with questions
but the answers you'll never find
grey shades witness this demise:
uphold this pain no more.

You've noticed you have lost the heat inside you
It took time for you to notice but it's true
Seems like you've lost the passion to live
What you even have for this world left to give?

This world is burning with questions
but the answers you'll never find
grey shades witness this demise:
uphold this pain no more.