Why do things have to be so hard?
I gotta get a good grip before I fall apart
Sometimes I wish that I was a bird,
So I could fly away

When I get this feeling that I've got no hope
I just turn back time, to see what I had before

I look back when I've got no hope

Well, I think that I'm going crazy
It's just too much shit inside of my head
I can't take anymore
Oh please, can somebody help me?

I've got to get back up again,
And gain my sanity
I brought this on my self
And by myself I'll prove that I can be strong,
And get back on my own