Trying to be happy, quite hard to achieve, Even when you find some faith, when you believe

You know everything, worked it all out, In the back of your mind, begins the doubt

Friends come, friends go, you gotta make it, On your own, money's made, then it's gone

You gotta find a way, to carry on

Trying to remember, all the things I've learned, The truth is subjective, and truth often hurts

Guess I'm too tired, tired of playing the game, And it's no surprise, every day is just the same

And it's sad to think about, life and death, All of existence, will end with, a final breath

Our experience, that makes us who we are, To always reach beyond, but never go that far

Friends come, friends go, you gotta make it, On your own, money's made, then it's gone

You gotta find a way, to carry on

Trying to be happy, quite hard to achieve, Even when you find some faith, when you believe

You know everything, worked it all out, In the back of your mind, begins the doubt

Friends come, friends go, you gotta make it, On your own, money's made, then it's gone

You gotta find a way, to carry on

We all grow up, we build a home, And ultimately, we're all alone

We all grow up, we build a home, But ultimately, we're all alone

Ultimately, we're all alone, Ultimately, all alone

Ultimately, we're all alone, But ultimately, we're all alone

Ultimately, we're all alone, But ultimately, we're all alone