I hate writing shit, it is so stupid. What's my problem today?
Maybe I'm depressed, maybe I'm helpless to what comes out my hand.

Pain, pain! [x2]

I hate writing shit, it is so stupid. Why do I feel this way?
Feelings in my heart, I'm in way too far. Can't it won't go away...

Pain, pain! [x2]

Before long, my song is dying.
Before long, my song is dying.

I hate writing shit, ain't looking forward to it. What's messed-up today?
Writing all this time, feeling all that's mine come right out my hand.

Pain, pain. [x2]

Before long, my song is dying.
Before long, my song is dying.

Tell me now I want to know, is that me inside you see?
Is this fair, I gotta let this song inside me... free.

Set me free.
Just set me free.
Just set me free.
Just set me free.

It just set me free. [x8]

Before long, my song is dying.
Before long, my song is dying.

That's why I die.
That's why I try.