What a waste, I feel empty
Shamefaced, I am sorry
I hate myself for being here
Trying to forget a pain
Coming from myself
Can't I wake up, get up, stand up?
What kind of man am I?
Give me time to gather my thoughts
I want to collect myself!
I hate myself for being here
Trying to forget a pain
Coming from myself
Can't I wake up, get up, stand up?
What kind of man am I?
Give me time to gather my thoughts
I want to collect myself!
But I think now, looking back
That my life's always been dark
