In the End

I was stading on the street the other day Minding my own business like a I usually do Give me time to eat, to sleep is hard enough Though it gets me so down Though it gets me so down There is something left in the end Can you see the emptiness surrounding you? Following your every move from dusk to dawn Finding time to rest your head is hard enough Though it gets you so down Though it gets you so down There is something left in the end