You've crossed the point of life when you have to ask for it's meaning again You've got to look in the mirror and say "i'll live again" But the images inside your head they twist and turn, Would someone take them out cause i want them to burn This world is burning with questions but the answers you'll never find grey shades witness this demise: uphold this pain no more. You've noticed you have lost the heat inside you It took time for you to notice but it's true Seems like you've lost the passion to live What you even have for this world left to give? This world is burning with questions but the answers you'll never find grey shades witness this demise: uphold this pain no more.