Lyrics
I don't feel good
I am not feeling well.
Just an ordinary day
Today is an ordinary day.
I don't care much
I don't care much about things.
About what you think
I am indifferent to your opinions.
It all washes away in the end
Everything will be forgotten or erased eventually.
Under skies so gray in the end (We're all)
Even under gloomy skies, we are all (inevitably) dead inside.
Dead inside, can't deny what is real, the pain I feel.
Acknowledging the inner death, unable to deny the genuine pain.
Dead inside, can't deny always suffering, it's just my way.
Being dead inside is a constant, unavoidable suffering—part of one's nature.
I've seen enough
I have witnessed enough pain.
No more hurt today
No more emotional pain today.
All damage is done
All harm has been inflicted.
No more life this way.
No more living in this painful manner.
It all washes away in the end
All experiences and emotions will fade away eventually.
Under skies so gray in the end (We're all)
Even under gloomy skies, we are all (inevitably) dead inside (repeated).
Dead inside, can't deny what is real, the pain I feel.
Acknowledging the inner death, unable to deny the genuine pain (repeated).
Dead inside, can't deny always suffering, yeah.
Being dead inside is a constant, unavoidable suffering—part of one's nature (repeated).
Every single one from every single way
Everyone from every direction contributes to dragging me down.
All they do is drag me down, and I know it'll never change.
Despite the negativity, there is a realization that it won't change.
Every drop of blood, flows right down the drain
Every effort or sacrifice goes unnoticed or unappreciated.
And though I split it all for you,
Despite giving my all, there is a lack of appreciation.
You never appreciate, never appreciate (We're all)
Repeated emphasis on the lack of appreciation (repeated).
Dead inside, can't deny what is real, the pain I feel.
Acknowledging the inner death, unable to deny the genuine pain (repeated).
Dead inside, can't deny always suffering, it's just my way.
Being dead inside is a constant, unavoidable suffering—part of one's nature (repeated).
Dead inside, can't deny always suffering, it's just my way.
Being dead inside and constantly suffering is a personal and unchangeable way of life (repeated).
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