I'm so sick of this meningless life
With no love, no shcool, and noting to think about
Always get stabbed in the back with a knife
I just wanna leave, escape, just get out
But i tried running, It didn't help at all
I tried to start all over, but all I still do is fall
I wish i can go back to old times again
when I had fun with no worries or regrets
When the only thing was me, and never on the rest
I wish i could be free
And only think about me
Cuz then I won´t be diapointed
If somebody made me realy mad
or worse then that, made me sad...