I've spent my years believing,
In the good that's from within,
Some philosopher along the way,

Considers it,
A man's concience;
But i've grown weary,

Making the same mistakes,
Defacating on everything;
Everything,

Where i once,
Found grace;


But yeah,
I still get up and try,
Though i deny;

To make the most of my life,
'cause up here i feel,
I've got a message to deliver,

Though to deaf ears;

Whoa-oh,

I'd just started to believe,
But now i see reality,
Reality;

No matter the thousands surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,

Call my own;

I spent the last two years,

Believing,
In a bottle and a drink;
What fills me with ecstasy,

Will soon,
Make my hands shake;
And it's no different,

Than anything else in life,
Within the good comes out the bad,
Take it or leave it as you like;


But yeah,
I still get up and try,

Though i deny,
Deny;
To make the most of my life,

'cause up here i feel,
I've got a message to deliver,
To deliver;


Whoa-oh,
I'd just started to believe,

But now i see reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh

No matter the thousands surrounding me,
I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,

Call my own;

I spent my years,

Believing in the good that's from within,
But i've grown weary,
Of making the same,

Same mistakes;

Within the good,

Comes out the bad,
And no one,
In this world will ever,

Change;

Whoa-oh,

Whoa-oh-oh,

Whoa-oh,

I'd just started to believe,
But now i've seen reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh
No matter whos surrounding me,

I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;

Whoa-oh,

I'd just started to believe,
But now i see reality,
Reality;
Whoa-oh
No matter the thousands surrounding me,

I will always be alone,
No one to trust nothing to,
Call my own;