I saw the light I turned it off I saw the light It hurt my eyes
So how come when you say I want to live for that time next year you don’t? And how come when you say I want to die by that time next year you don’t? How could anything be worth this? How could anything be worthless? This is why you always run. I can’t explain it. I saw the light? And I burned my eyes out. Nothing is wrong until you find yourself out. Wrong all along.