In the End

I was standing on the street the other day

Minding my own business like I usually do

Give time to eat, to sleep is hard enough

Though it gets my 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 own

There is something left in the end