[00:27.970]Just another waste of time and effort, of flesh and bone,
[00:36.317]caught in the numbing turmoil of everyday existence
[00:43.524]Looking in a mirror reveals the husk of my former self
[00:51.089]It's hard to believe I used to be happier
[00:57.688]I would live in blissful unawareness,
[01:00.847]as if nothing could take me from the moment
[01:05.120]Innocence seemed to last forever..
[01:14.393]I would find comfort in the light of day,
[01:18.658]and dream of vibrant meadows
[01:22.042]as the summer breeze lulled me to sleep each night
[01:28.428]Happiness was never out of reach
[01:33.950]Little did I know of the storm that was waiting.…
[01:59.883]（）I saw the world for what it really was:
[02:05.315]A cesspool brimming with hate and sorrow
[02:12.862]My blind optimism was my downfall...
[02:51.305]（Now the joy has faded and I realize what I am:A slave to this unforgiving world,）living in fear of what the next day will bring I wish I had seen it before it was too late
[04:31.449]Each day feels impossible to endure
[04:38.467]Each night I drown my despair in alcohol
[04:45.686]Each night I hope for someone to hide me from the bitter truth,
[04:52.071]to take me back to days when I wasn't so ****ed up.…

Just another waste of time and effort, of flesh and bone,
caught in the numbing turmoil of everyday existence
Looking in a mirror reveals the husk of my former self
It's hard to believe I used to be happier
I would live in blissful unawareness,
as if nothing could take me from the moment
Innocence seemed to last forever..
I would find comfort in the light of day,
and dream of vibrant meadows
as the summer breeze lulled me to sleep each night
Happiness was never out of reach
Little did I know of the storm that was waiting.…
（）I saw the world for what it really was:
A cesspool brimming with hate and sorrow
My blind optimism was my downfall...
（Now the joy has faded and I realize what I am:A slave to this unforgiving world,）living in fear of what the next day will bring I wish I had seen it before it was too late
Each day feels impossible to endure
Each night I drown my despair in alcohol
Each night I hope for someone to hide me from the bitter truth,
to take me back to days when I wasn't so ****ed up.…