Hundreds of days
We missed to change
Trying too hard
To do exactly the same
Every day
Try to avoid
An early grave
But when it's
All for nothing
We got nothing to save
When it finally comes
To something that counts
We lapse into silence
Turn our heads around
When there's
Something real
Something existent
We refuse to listen
We're drowning in hate
I understand
Being pessimistic
Is the easiest way
Constraining ourselves
In our mind
Every day
Again and again
But you got
Nothing to say
Let the devil behind
And get over yourself
When there's
No one else to blame
There is no
Other way
Hundreds of days
We missed to change
Trying too hard
To do exactly the same
Every day
Try to avoid
An early grave
But when it's
All for nothing
We got nothing
To save
Hundreds of days
We missed to change
We're trying
Too hard
To do exactly the same
Every day
Try to avoid
An early grave
But when it's
All for nothing
We got nothing
To save
Overfloating rivers
The hardest part
Is left behind
I tried to be a realist
But all I want is
To dream
Too young to be
This cynical
But this is how they
Expect me to be
I tried to be a realist
But all I want is
To dream
Too young to be
This cynical
But this is how they
Expect me to
Be
I tried to be a realist
But all I want is
To dream
Too young to be
This cynical
But this is how they
Expect me to be
But when it's
All for nothing
We got nothing
To save
Overfloating rivers
The hardest part
Is left behind
Is there
Nothing to save?
Is there
Nothing to save?
Did we miss out
Just something?
A Storm tearing
Out trees!
Was it all
Was it all
For nothing?