The fight called life

[Meishere]

World fucked up that crazy shit.
Words can't hurt, but words can hit.
You lose your head, you lose your tears,
what happened in those hard-lived years?

Everyday your heart will burn
since this point of no return.
When mornings keeping to get worse,
stand up and go just means to force.

Sunshine's there and you still try
but far too often have to cry.
And hope, just like a firefly,
is vanishing in night.
It's far too easy to give up
this first and only fight.

You've done the things that they have told,
but you're to young to grow that old.
You lose yourself, you lose your mind
and after all we can't rewind.

Sunshine's there, we have to try,
even if we need to cry.
Our hope, just like a firefly,
lightens up the nightblue sky.

And days will come and you will see,
one day we're free, one day we're free.

It's far too easy to give up.