Waiting for something, something
more to live for... it has taken too
long since I've had something to hold on.

I'm locked in a darkside,
locked in a darkside.

What if that all we felt inside
is just illusion, a waste of time
and every tear we cried inside
is just a sign we went too far

Waiting for something, something more
to fight for... finding pieces, now
I'm part of it. It's part of me...