My head hanging down.
Life seems to pass me by,
But noone stops to ask me
Why my life has been destroyed.
The world around me continues...
Will the pain and torment ever end?
My image begins to break
Everyone will see what I am made of.
The walls are closing in,
And the light seems to fade.
But the future can't stop,
And the world around me will continue on.
My image begins to break
The torment I feel will be free,
Everyone will see what I am made of.
The past won't be forgotten.
Life will never quit.