Come on and all and see the broken man, talking to himself
He sits and waits for something better, he´ll never find it here
The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek, he can´t even
feel it
There it goes again, he´s listening to someone
He hears the bitter laughter
And all he wants to kwon is...

[Refrão:]
Why... does any of it matter? (I can´t take it anymore)
You´ve got try... the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels
clean
He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every
muscle hurts
Come on and all and see what happened... that broken man is me

There it goes again, I can hear it louder
It doens´t feel good anymore
All I want to know is...

[Refrão]

Now I know I disappear!!
I cant find my way from out of here
Everything is fading on me!!
Someone tell me... someone tell me...
Someone - tell me

[Refrão 2x]

Why?!? You´ve got try!!