No Answer
I'm going to fall flat on the sky
No Answer
Days that will even block off the light
I say turn it up
But no one knows my wish
So turn it up
The sun goes down again
No power
The goal still stays far from me
No power
I'll know the afternoon for tomorrow
Sometimes I wish quit living here
Just standing to the sky.
Sometimes I quit to open my mouth
With no power, and just misery
Where does everything go back?