I feel so weak By the memories I made And every week Seems to be like the same The same old blame The same old chair I'm sitting, I'm without a sight A whirlwind of scenes, my mind don't let me sleep at night Throwing bets in the air Thinking should I really care? Exausted of everyone saying how I'm suppose to feel When I feel down My only sound is my voice, no noise Trying a melody My fists are now so tired Writing on a crumpled paper, my maker I can’t deny I feel relieved By the melodies I make And every week This becomes bearable A great new song A great new sound My fears keep running to the ground A whirlwind of scenes My mind keeps working into the night Throwing bets in the air Do I really care? Exausted of everyone saying how I'm suppose to deal When I feel down My only sound is my voice, no noise Trying a melody My fists are now so tired Writing on a crumpled paper, my maker I can’t deny When time seems so hard To face it And you just wanna escape Need some purpose to make you wanna stay When I feel down My only sound is my voice, no noise Becoming inspired Describing how I feel at the moment That’s how I deal with my monster I'm telling how I feel at the moment Just overcoming my monsters