Oh why
Has it come to creating lakes, due to
The shed of 10,000 tears
And I, would drain every last tear
But how do I make this clear
I tried
To put up forth as much effort
As much as 10,000 years
Oh why
Do you have me praying that
That the end is so near
Oh why
Do you have to play the hand that
The hand that you're dealt
And I
Can't relate to how you feel
That's cause I don't know how it felt
Oh why
Do each side of both worlds
Why do they have to collide
And I
Tried to show you to show yourself
With no reason to hide
I tried
To avoid every moment
From self-righteous suicide
Oh why
Do you have to play the hand that
The hand that you're dealt
And I
With every last touch I can feel
I can feel you melt
Oh why
Can you lead the horse to water
But you can't make it drink
And I
Told you not to bite the hand that feeds you
Why don't you think