Everything is going great, but i still feel unhappy,
i still feel like theres no purpose in my life.
Missing that one important thing in my life, someone
to hold and to love and to share my feelings with.
Maybe it's my faith to be alone, to be miserable.
It feels like there's only one thing i can do about it.
Thinking about it alot lately and starting to accept
that maybe this is my destiny.
Wondering if someone would really miss me if i take that
final step or pull the trigger. Maybe they'll just forget
about me in a few weeks. Another guy they used to know.
Another memory that fades away.
Slowly i die within, my will to live gets less everyday.
Every night i go to bed, hoping i won't wake up in the morning,
hoping one night i'll close my eyes forever.
Maybe then the hurting will stop an finally everything will be OK.
"I Find It Kinda Funny, I Find It Kinda Sad,
The Dreams In Wich I'm Dying Are The Best I Ever Had.."
