wasting my time,
on the line, chosing the ways,
that i live my life,
not made good ones,
no made bad,
waiting till the day...
unhappy, and my life feels like failure gonna listen to myself n e more
not choosing them wisely,
waiting for someone,
to get some help,
My life is torn out,in a million peices,
my life is made, without any reasons
Shutting the lights, as i leave the room
closing the door, like i was never there,
hoping and waiting, choosing, and living
i need to get away...
Holding my hand as i walk down the street
and listenin to some stupid music,
that i could never care about...
I need a reason,
i need someone, to show me the way,
i need a moment, to keep me 2gether