Perfect Ending

Well I feel That all this becomes this waste that we call life And it’s real Yet I hate all the things that I’ve become Why the smiles become A waste of time I get this empty feeling That’s only becoming my friend This is gone I’m home As only you can see I want to know why this happening to me Still you try But at times like this I can’t believe your lies And I feel That the same is happening to you so Why the smiles become A waste of time I get this empty feeling That’s only becoming my friend This is gone I’m home As only you can see I want to know why this happening to me All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming I fall asleep inside my head Because frustrations all that’s left I can’t afford to work this out Because frustrations all I Still we try But at times like this they won’t believe our lies And we know Why all of this is happening so Why the smiles become A waste of time I get this empty feeling That’s only becoming my friend This is gone I’m home As only you can see I want to know why this happening to me All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming All myself and its still becoming And it’s still becoming And it’s still becoming And it’s still becoming And it’s still becoming