Somedays I sit, starring out the window
Watchin' this world pass me by
Sometimes I think theres nothing to live for
I almost break down and cry
Somtimes I think I'm crazy
I'm crazy, oh so crazy
Cos there's a lot of shit
I keep bottled that hurts deep inside o' my soul,
And just know that I grow colder the older I grow
This boulder on my shoulder that gets heavy and harder to hold
And this load is like the weight of the world
And I think my neck is breaking should I just give up ...?
Why am I here, am I just wasting my time?