If there was a price for every soul
Mine would be equal to the price of coal
Anger and frustration
Leading to self damnation

Everything is so dark here
Can't even see my own tear
Watching time flash year by year
All this time, and nothing to hear

Trying to dig a hole
But all I've managed is to break my bowl
Again and again and it still doesn't work
Trying to see all of this as a big joke

Barely succeeding
Trying to climb to the ceiling
Just wanting to see the evening
Seeming like a good idea at the beginning

Watching from above
As with the eyes of a dove
Barely knowing what you are about to do
Knowing now that falling could kill you