[Verse 1] Inside your own well, your excuses seem safe, Blame the weather, blame fate. You don't find answers in homeopathic doses, The problem is in your blood, The mirror is only honest, it only reflects your image. [Verse 2] You don't want a cure, You only want attention, To overcome old age despite your age, Pain is your religion, Trauma is part of the mention. Every excuse is disguised as truth. [Verse 3] You don't want to get better, you just want to be sad, Drugging yourself with pain, To feel alive only when you feel bad. [Verse 4] You scream as if you have something to claim, In the comfort of your own pain. Your despair is part of the guilt, That you carry in shame, Without your own love!! [Pre-Chorus] Your cry for help, Makes no sense to the ears, You're always complaining. Because you don't know that loving isn't suffering, You don't know that to see the sun rise, You first need to wake up. [Chorus] You turn on the lights, To taste the darkness, To feel something that destroys yourself. You don't fear the fall, You don't hate this prison. You lick your own wounds, Keeping them like medals, In your chest that bleeds loneliness. [Outro] Your cry for help, Makes no sense to the ears, You're always complaining. Because you don't know that loving isn't suffering, You don't know that to see the sun rise, You first need to wake up. Your cry for help, Makes no sense to the ears, You're always complaining. Because you don't know that loving isn't suffering, You don't know that to see the sun rise, You first need to wake up. [Fade slowly]
