This can't go on, anymore
Cause I am getting tired of asking
Why
The way we feel what we desire
Are we purified in fire?
Can we make a diffrence now?
Can we change?

Nothing will make any sense
Without a sense of consequence
Voice of reason screaming treason
From the bottom of our souls
No dreams will come true
If dreaming's all we do
Voice of reason screaming treason
From the bottom of our soul

This can't go on, anymore
As I leave I'll shut the door
In the face of my adversary
It can be so scary
When truth reveals the lies the world
Conceals, We , Must go on

Tell me that I'm nothing
Tell me this life's nothing
Tell me my dreams mean
Tell me that I'm nothing
But I know I'm something
Your words mean