When the morn rises
And I'm born again
I'm afraid to get up
And show a leg to the world
Because everyday is painful
And everyday is sorrowful
And there's nothing out there
That can fill the emptiness
And the nothingness within me
And I know it might be the day

And then you look at me
Expecting me to be something I'm not
Expecting me to become a hero
Fearing I might become a monster
But you don't understand
Who I really am

I don't want to hurt you
But I do
I don't want to let you down
But I will
Because I'm not a monster, neither a hero
I'm much worse, much better
This is my curse, my blessing, my life...