Staying up in bed again,
Thinking how to make things right,
If I could leave this fucked up place,
I'd pack my bags, and leave tonight.

but I have to face this harsh reality.
same old shit but brand new day,
my life became a living hell
since that chilly night in may.

The same questions over and over again,
But answers are impossible to achieve,
They already said it better than me,
"should I live and let live, forget or forgive?!"

Is it love that make us sad
and fills our hearts with sorrow?
Or is it the lover that breaks our heart
and makes us dread tomorrow?!

Im kicking hard, but keep on sinking
the water is much deeper than i thought,
It's hard to live with a functioning brain,
when your heart has already started to rott...