Predictable

Go!



I can, in every way,

mistake the pain I feel inside.

It comes to me.

Evil thoughts just creeping through my mind.

Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind?

It runs away,

It's so predictable.



I can, in every way,

illustrate this thing called love inside.

Too blind to see, emptiness and sorrow of their lifes

You run away to cover up their pointless ties.

You ask me?

It's so predictable.



I'm gonna try,

But I gonna die

I'm gonna try...



Another day,

Silence overwhelms my mind.

Who is to say,

If I have the time or why

should I pray

for all the hate to go away?

Another day,

I can never break free

You wait for me.

I call out to you

Another day

I'll live forever!