The weight of the world on your shoulders,
the pressure of desire on my mind,
the hope for love in your heart,
how can you escape this internal fight.
To many people to tell you what to do,
to many thoughts of what you shouldn't,
to many regrets you seem to save,
how can you escape this internal fight.
We live with what we're given,
we desire what we don't have,
we suffer with all the bullshit,
we deny that we are alive,
how can you escape from this internal fight.
the confusion of what we are,
the frustration of how we live,
the urge we have to die.
But there is no way to escape this internal fight,
not with love,
not with hope,
and not with faith,
so we live with all these feelings,
we hope will save us,
but in the end nothing does.
