Theres always a tomorrow
a tomorrow that i will hate
I hate the life i live now
so why should i continue with my fate

I know tomorrow will always come
and im scared ill never be free
of this misery and lonelyness
that i hate with so much glee

tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow
why do you have to come
cant you please just leave
i hate to see you come so fast

my life is slow, dark and suicidal
theres no music at all
i need you to never come
untill i die, till it becomes fall

please just listen
i need you to die
and resurect
when i die Tomorrow..........



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