Strike upon the tortured
And lonely souls of the world today
All the scars and the cuts, that's forcing all life away (away, away)
New bruises replaced (new bruises replaced)
New scars will be placed (new scars will be placed)
It's not a question of time or a question of life to hate
And you, I really don't want to come back to that
And you, is there really no turning back?
'Cause every day is the same
Not a thing goes my way
Every day is the same and I hate it
(I'm hating it, I'm hating it)
And as you start to wither
The darkness falls and it's crawling down
And I still count it piece by piece, they are all around
One scar for one tear
And soon you'll be there
And now you know that your life is running out of time, it's too late
And you, I really don't want to come back to that
And you, is there really no turning back?
'Cause every day is the same
Not a thing goes my way
Every day is the same and I hate it
(I'm hating it, I'm hating it)
And you, I really don't want to come back to that
And you, is there really no turning back?
'Cause every day is the same
Not a thing goes my way
Every day is the same and I hate it
(I'm hating it, I'm hating it)
(I'm hating it, I'm hating it)