The whistling stops
The children flee in fear
Birds fall from the sky
The harmony stops, the sky is turning black
Their faces are caving in
Weeping, their deaths are meaningless
To the ones responsible
Thinking back, you'll always remember them
But do you really care?
No
I'm under it
Not over it, no
I don't deserve to be happy
But I am anyway
I see death as a friend
Because mine die
Got to see what life was like
Maybe I'll get sick or take the noose
Either way I saw what life was like
Every day, the sun keeps coming back
Why can't it go away?
Every time I see it there
Lose more hope for humanity
No
I'm under it
Not over it, no
Do I not deserve to be happy?
Well, I will either way
I see death as a friend
Because mine die
Got to see what life was like
Maybe I'll get sick or take the noose
Either way I saw what life was like
Either way they saw what life was like
Either way they saw what life was like
Either way I saw what life was like
And no
I didn't like it
Not at all