The Unlucky Minority

Do you know what it's like to be left alone?
When everything is coming down?
To see your history become undone
And see that future may never come

It doesn't mean that much to me
On these outskirts of reality
This life is certainly no major melody
And it's time to put up a fight and break free

And i know what it's like
To see through the lies
That's why i tore out, i tore out my eyes

I've got nothing left to try
So i cut my wings
Now i won't hide
I'll be ready when you send me out
I don't care to set things right
I can't see that it's worth the fight
Now at last i see things straight
I'll make it all just go away

Got one foot stuck in the grave
And i just can't get away
The other one is forever stuck in misery
It feels like it was meant to be

And i know what it's like
To see through the lies
That's why i tore out, i tore out my eyes

I've got nothing left to try
So i cut my wings
Now i won't hide
I'll be ready when you send me out
I don't care to set things right
I can't see that it's worth the fight
Now at last i see things straight
I'll make it all just go away

Close your eyes there's nothing left to see
Better off start living in a dream
It works for most of you but not for me
We are the unlucky minority!