There was a close friend of mine, who couldn't understand
The reason for living, who tried to form a band.
He looked to the sky, he searched for answers
All he had was rain, pelting down on him as he dances.
He tried to open his mind, to learn all that he could
He tried to listen all that he should.
Must he conform, to the mould of this world,
As it engulfs him, All he sees has all been curled.
Stepped into this existence, what challenges await him,
He is but a frail man, the future looks dim.
He searches for happiness, all he had was pain.
Fear takes a hold of him, there is nothing else for him to gain.
The struggle to break out of this claustrophobic existence
Is too much to bear.
Does anybody in this world... care?
Heaven i call on You, i beg You free me.
This hurt, this phobia it stings me.
I reach to You on the pinnacle of despair.
my life hangs in the balance, i tear at my hair.
Save me, deliver me, this demon it haunts me,
Need i say more, this friend is me, i decree....
