Waiting for something, something

more to live for... it has taken too

long since I`ve had something to hold on.



I`m locked in a darkside, 

locked in a darkside.



What if that all we felt inside

is just illusion, a waste of time

and every tear we cried inside

is just a sign we went too far



waiting for something, something more

to fight for... finding pieces, now

I`m part of it. It``s part of me...