[Verse 1] I don't (ad-lib) know what I'm (whispered) doing in life. What's the point other than the (ad-lib) tip of a (raspy) knife? There are paths (breathy) ahead of (ad-lib) me, full of (gritty) rocks And I walk them in (raspy) bloodied (ad-lib) socks Blood, glass, and (gritty) pain are all I (ad-lib) find (ad-lib) ahead Red, I bled, dizzy head, waiting (ad-lib) till I'm (raspy) dead I (ad-lib) know the path is (softly) hard But (ad-lib) with a start, there's an (whispered) end I am (ad-lib) alive, and a reason I was (raspy) sent Some, its cross, are twisted, sick, smelly, and (raspy) bent (ad-lib) Past them, I (whispered) went [Chorus] Hey, I'm (ad-lib) okay Here I say (I stay) I do pray Do you listen to (ad-lib) what I say? That there will be a day (softly) That there will be a day I know this royalist (gritty) destroying A (raspy) ploying It's (softly) playing Night and (raspy) daying I'm (whispered) praying Earth is not (ad-lib) letting me go (ad-lib) I know (I know. I know. I know. I know. I know) There's a (breathy) plan From the (breathy) one (raspy) I'm the one (whispered) I'm the one There's a (softly) way And the way (whispered) will come (And the way (ad-lib) will come) Only do (ad-lib) some Maybe find (softly) mum (Maybe find (softly) mum) I know it's (breathy) dumb But why (ad-lib) can't I feel I don't see (breathy) child I don’t (gritty) see me (I don’t (gritty) see me) No (gritty) memory (breathy) Mum? (Mum?) [Verse 2] I sometimes (whispered) try to (ad-lib) cross these (raspy) roads But I find no (gritty) love, (ad-lib) nothing to (whispered) hold I feel cut, (gritty) coarse, and (softly) (ad-lib) callously (softly) cold No hold, not (ad-lib) bold, (raspy) bending in (whispered) fold, nobody (ad-lib) told Only ending up (whispered) turning back in (raspy) despair Looking into the (raspy) burning (ad-lib) sky, no one (gritty) cares I'm a spare, oh, (gritty) dare, not (ad-lib) fair, no hair, a (softly) tear and in (breathy) shame. The (ad-lib) guilt and (whispered) constant This (gritty) game is in (ad-lib) something I have no (raspy) name A (raspy) repellent, a (ad-lib) dessicant, no penance for (ad-lib) this (softly) menace (raspy) failures I have (ad-lib) inside just continue to (softly) hurt I (ad-lib) have no (softly) worth in this (ad-lib) lonely (raspy) earth No (raspy) mother, no (whispered) birth, no (ad-lib) father, it (whispered) hurts Why not (whispered) break (ad-lib) me and make me (raspy) regret (ad-lib) life? Why? I want to (raspy) die, I (ad-lib) cry, no (whispered) lie, I (ad-lib) sigh, no one feels me from the (gritty) high (ad-lib) being (whispered) alive. Being a (gritty) strife. No (breathy) life. Need a (gritty) knife. No (whispered) wife. Yet, for an odd (whispered) reason (ad-lib), this world (raspy) clings It sings, (ad-lib) things, (whispered) upbringings, (ad-lib) strings, wings, and (gritty) flings Earth is like a (softly) sticky (ad-lib) mess, (whispered) unrelenting. I'm deflecting, (ad-lib) unyielding I (breathy) can't (ad-lib) let go. It (whispered) won't (ad-lib) let me go [Chorus] Hey, I'm (ad-lib) okay Here I say (I stay) I do pray Do you listen to (ad-lib) what I say? That there will be a day (softly) That there will be a day I know this royalist (gritty) destroying A (raspy) ploying It's (softly) playing Night and (raspy) daying I'm (whispered) praying Earth is not (ad-lib) letting me go (ad-lib) I know (I know. I know. I know. I know. I know) There's a (breathy) plan From the (breathy) one (raspy) I'm the one (whispered) I'm the one There's a (softly) way And the way (whispered) will come (And the way (ad-lib) will come) Only do (ad-lib) some Maybe find (softly) mum (Maybe find (softly) mum) I know it's (breathy) dumb But why (ad-lib) can't I feel I don't see (breathy) child I don’t (gritty) see me (I don’t (gritty) see me) No (gritty) memory (breathy) Mum? (Mum?)
