Why? --- 28/03/2006 --- 16:36 uur
I started to get sick in ‘98
And I’m still not feeling great
What is wrong with me?
Is there a possibility
That someone knows?
Shit, I guess not, I suppose
Year after year
More and more fear
Maybe I should just disappear
Because no one is sincere
Telling me lies
I can see it in their eyes
Telling me they know what they’re talking about
And again, I think it’s time for me to bail out
Why is this taking so long?
I can’t sense right from wrong
Blurry is what I see
No one can guarantee
I just fucking hate this
This sickness that’s got me to reminisce
I can’t remember when I was ever happy
All I know is that I’m unhappy
I realize there’s no way out
All of you, I can do without!
Please let me be
And then tell me what you see...