I haven't finished a thing since I started my life, don't feel much like starting now.
Walking out lonely has worked like a charm, I'm the only one I have to let down.
But watching you makes me think that that is wrong.
I can go on with my insecure nature, I can keep living off sympathy.
I can tell all the people that all of the success is a direct reflection on me.
But watching you makes me think that that is wrong.
What is important? What's really important? Am I not to know by my name?
Will I ever know silence, without mental violence, will raining at night go away?
It's up to you, my father call on me.
I haven't finished a thing since I started my life, don't feel much like starting now. (x4)
I haven't finished a thing since I started my life (x2)
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