A father thats gone,
another one gone...

Every day in every way,
from every time i see your face...

Over and over again it happens to me.
A sudden loss of interest and all these negative...

If all we could see was a grey world, what kind of...
Would it be the same as today where people go...

In dismay am i,
to hate the meaning of life...

Forget what i said, it don't mean anything.
Forget all those times and what they meant to me...