I have given up,
Without you I have no luck.
My skies are grey,
My grass is too,
But in my soul it's very blue.
I wanted to stay,
I wanted to try.
With each passing day,
I wanted to die.
Time has ran out,
There's no more turning back,
And after this tragedy,
And these morals I lack,
I will win this fight,
And will be given my rights,
And I'll never forget you,
Within inches of my life.
But the time is now,
Where I must give up,
And move on somehow,
So I can get back up.
