Come on and all and see the broken man, talking to himself

He sits and waits for something better, he´ll never find it here

The people touch his hair and pinch his cheek, he can´t even

feel it

There it goes again, he´s listening to someone

He hears the bitter laughter

And all he wants to kwon is...

[Refrão:]

Why... does any of it matter? (I can´t take it anymore)

You´ve got try... the inhale that makes the exhale so much better

He wipes his hands on anything in reach, he never feels

clean

He shakes at night because his nerve is gone, every

muscle hurts

Come on and all and see what happened... that broken man is me

There it goes again, I can hear it louder

It doens´t feel good anymore

All I want to know is...

[Refrão]

Now I know I disappear!!

I cant find my way from out of here

Everything is fading on me!!

Someone tell me... someone tell me...

Someone - tell me

[Refrão 2x]

Why?!? You´ve got try!!