If dreams could really come true
Then why doesn't mine
If there really was luck
Then why doesn't it exist for me
why does these tears always come
Why does the world have to be against me
Why does my soul writhe in pain
Why is it me
Haven't I suffered enough
Haven't I paid my price
Haven't you enjoyed my agony
Haven't you laughed more than enough
Why won't you let me escape
Why must you make me cry
Why is it that it has to be me
Why won't you give me mercy
Give me death
I'm always thinking
Death can cure me
Only death can stop the questions from haunting me
Only death can spare me the pain
If death were to come to me
I wouldn't have to torture myself
I wouldn't have to ask myself
Wouldn't have to keep wondering
Why