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.