Sometimes we can't see
what's before our eyes...
the truth is well hidden
by our well-preserved lies...
hear me scream
my last goodbye...
so sick and tired of
every tear i cry...
i can't say for certain
the moment my ordinary life
became like this;
an endless strife...
everyday i try to keep it together,
i try not to break...
but i can't silent the voice
that tells me i'm just a mistake...
