this day is nothing
you say you're ok
trying to hide sorrow in any way
nothing is tomorrow any way
any other you betry
i try to find the key but you
but you slit my soul in half
having none feeling
now i cant control my emotion
but seen now that
this day is nothing
this day is nothing
this day is nothing
everyday on the world i see that is hatred
but it feels so good
but i cant retain it
but my past awoke me
saying"destroy any of the dark memoir"
now i stand in front of a mirror
seeing the burnt image
now i fighting
but you think that this halo
where you can respawn
will this real life bitch
why be a stitch
having sorrow make you human
thinking without sorrow
is human then fuck you