I can recall the simple times I used to live
when all my worries weren't enough to make me sick
and everybody tells me how lucky I am
cause other's problems seem to worth much more than mine
I can recall a better time to heal myself
cause everything I've done has blamed somebody else

Am I supposed to think my life could be a lot worse?
but I prefer to think that it could be the best
hallucinations keep me trapped inside this hell
my mind just fools me in a way that I can't tell

(And deep inside I'm bleeding
I don't wanna be here anymore
life sucks, but still I don't wanna die
there must be another way out)

And everybody tells me how lucky I am
cause other's problems seem to worth much more than mine
why can't I think my life could be better than this?
but now I'm dead and gone, my life was such a waste