I don't wanna live anymore I'm scared of what's to come You put faith in things that I don't trust Where does that impulse seem to come from? All I think about, is if I will get to see my friends again All I care about, is if I'll be okay, without being medicated I've reduced my life with memories in boxes But why couldn't I just wake up and learn how to survive? You see I hate myself, so why wouldn't you I've buried who I am, so you wouldn't have to choose I'm still looking for the silver line All I think about, is if I will get to see my friends again All I care about, is if I'll be okay, without being medicated I'm still looking for the silver line