Waiting for something, something
more to live for… it has taken too
long since I`ve had something to hold on.
I`m locked in a darkside,
locked in a darkside.
What if that all we felt inside
is just illusion, a waste of time
and every tear we cried inside
is just a sign we went too far
waiting for something, something more
to fight for… finding pieces, now
I`m part of it. It«s part of me…