Prayers and sobs
For someone they have never met
Cards and stones
For something that isn't even real
And here I sit
Waiting for the impending night
Wondering
Why was I born if I have to die?
Why do I have to die?
Why do I have to die?
I'm awake
Waiting for the outgoing day
Pray the sun
The night left nothing but an open hole
In my head
And I spend all day trying to forget
But I can't
And now I'm wondering those things again
Why do I have to die?
I'm down, down, in the underground
Down, down, in this hole again
Dim, dim, the light that lights my way
Down, down, in the underground
Here it comes again
La, la la-la, la-la-la
La la-la, la-la-la
La la-la, la-la-la
La la-la, la-la-la
I'm down, down, in the underground
Down, down, in this hole again
Dim, dim, the light that lights my way
Down, down, in the underground
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