"why" is the question
i ask myself everyday
i'm always alone, they call it an obsession
but i'm just feeling betrayed

they let me sit in this lonely room
they turn the lights down
no thats not me, i'm stuck in this costume
i'm trying to hold on, and not to drown

they are putting all this pressure on me
i am sinking deeper and deeper
into this darkblue sea
i am losing her face, i am trying to keep her

but these memories are slowly fading
and i can't hold on to what's real
and in the end, the death is waiting
now i'm empty, i can't feel

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