why are we here i always seem to ask myself the question averted by the thought of someone else and i am hopelessly done with the things i have tried to do should i give up and let the weakness fall on me day by day i struggle endlessly theres nothing good about this theres nothing great about this life and i will never know how it's supposed to be i keep fighting with the things inside my head i used to feel so much better then this i should be laughing but instead i'm just a mess its not right its not right to feel this way i keep fighting with the things inside my head I dont know how much I could take of this now i feel my soul drowning in it its not right its not right to feel this way so now your gone what are we supposed to do i told myself not to care through and through and all this time seems so wasted so in the end it was all for nothing (theres nothing right) because i'm in a fake fantasy because i am in a fake misery theres nothing good about this theres nothing great about this life and you will always be another fake part of me i keep fighting with the things inside my head i used to feel so much better then this i should be laughing but instead i'm just a mess its not right its not right to feel this way i keep fighting with the things inside my head i dont know how much i can take of this now i feel my soul drowning in it its not right its not right to feel this way why do i always feel this way a nd why do i always feel this way and why do i always feel this way and why do and why do and why do and why do i keep fighting with the things inside my head i used to feel so much better then this i should be laughing but instead i'm just a mess its not right its not right to feel this way i keep fighting with the things inside my head i dont know how much i can take of this now i now feel my soul drowning in it its not right its not right to feel this way i keep fighting but drowning in it and i keep fighting but drowning in it and i keep fighting but dronwing in it and i keep and i keep drowning in it