On the bank of us all you feel so alone
We made some noise, now we're searching for shelter
Pockets full off meds, that only smash your being
It was so easy back then, now it's even easier...
Hey you, wake up, that's your fault!
I did alot, but for what?
Joy and sadness in balance, no one's gonna make it for you
You are frightend and, there's nothing you can do
Whenever you feel sorry for, what you did or not
I feel the same as you, I would like to thanks alot
You always love to be the center of atention - But who cares...
At the time, so many things are hidden - When no one care...
No matter how hard you try, skills is what you haven't - And you don't care...
At the time, too many things are different - And that's not fair...