I hate coming people that think they wanna to stay here for anymore I hate those who disappeared and through the years knock on my door I hate moments I disagree but they make me find compromise I’m searching for the reason of the gain Ch: again again again again it’s relapse it’s relapse I hate when someone rummages in my soul I hide it so hard 'cause there is nothing to hide at all Every moment in time I try to find my way of life But I’m just searching for the reason of the gain Ch: One thinks he is strong but it’s not strength it’s just a pride Absence of dark is absence of dark but not presence of light I’m so tired of being here and I’m so tired to go outside I compare the reasons of the gain Ch