How many nights have I prayed not to breathe?
How many sunrises have been disappointing?
How many nights have I spent awake,with tears in my eyes?
And trying to find something hopeful,but nothing was.
How many places must I leave to find mine?
Or do I have any in this world,or do I need someone?
How many cuts must I have before I die?
\'Cause I think that day isn\'t yet far.
How many years must I waste to find peace?
Or maybe I always have to fight so hard like this?
How long will this take,and will it ever end?
When will I be okay,or must I always pretend?