To the one who looks as if you have been crying everyday
Fight back with all the force that you've been laughed at in the face
And in the end you'll find it's neither bomb or knife
That will be your strongest weapon when you carve your way
From this moment on, let's promise that no matter what it is
You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist
Although it seems that now we're just playing around
It is much too soon to throw these ideas out
And today, standing there on the railway
All alone at the station's end
Tomorrow's me is surely waiting helplessly
To take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum dictator again
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky
Even if there comes a day that robots talk like you and I
As for the things you say to me, instead of what comes easily
Try to fix the pieces of my hearts oh won't you please?
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to take the chance to pray for happiness and love
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion hidden 'side of me
Hey I'm sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes
There is no way to see shit if there isn't any light
Whether I'm all by myself or with somebody else
I will still fall into the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide
The depth I've fallen to feels just like if I've died
But I've come to see even with these thoughts inside of me
The words I say from day to day, they bear no weight, no matter what I do
I can't see them through
And today, standing there just like everyday
All alone in this fake reality
Tomorrow's me would be better off not existing
But I hear the nagging whistle of the final train as it pulls up to me
Even if I try to tell myself that love is just bad luck
I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up
Won't you take a look at my face, this is the way that I'll stay
'Cause annoying pricks like you I really really hate
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to give away my life because I've had enough
I would have to reassure myself that I can still find compassion in me
I would have to reassure myself that I can still be saved before my heart turns to stone.
Share this with short URL: Get Short URLFight back with all the force that you've been laughed at in the face
And in the end you'll find it's neither bomb or knife
That will be your strongest weapon when you carve your way
From this moment on, let's promise that no matter what it is
You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist
Although it seems that now we're just playing around
It is much too soon to throw these ideas out
And today, standing there on the railway
All alone at the station's end
Tomorrow's me is surely waiting helplessly
To take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum dictator again
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky
Even if there comes a day that robots talk like you and I
As for the things you say to me, instead of what comes easily
Try to fix the pieces of my hearts oh won't you please?
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to take the chance to pray for happiness and love
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion hidden 'side of me
Hey I'm sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes
There is no way to see shit if there isn't any light
Whether I'm all by myself or with somebody else
I will still fall into the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide
The depth I've fallen to feels just like if I've died
But I've come to see even with these thoughts inside of me
The words I say from day to day, they bear no weight, no matter what I do
I can't see them through
And today, standing there just like everyday
All alone in this fake reality
Tomorrow's me would be better off not existing
But I hear the nagging whistle of the final train as it pulls up to me
Even if I try to tell myself that love is just bad luck
I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up
Won't you take a look at my face, this is the way that I'll stay
'Cause annoying pricks like you I really really hate
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to give away my life because I've had enough
I would have to reassure myself that I can still find compassion in me
I would have to reassure myself that I can still be saved before my heart turns to stone.
