Rain2

I'm sick of the fighting and I'm sick of the pain.
With every cut it all goes away.
That's why every night my blood falls like rain.

In a life of cutting I have nothing to gain.
For all my failures I'll soon pay.
I'm sick of the fighting and I'm sick of the pain.

All the people in this world are so vain.
Everyday I fight to keep people away.
That's why every night my blood falls like rain.

My dreams and hopes have all been slain.
I've forgotten who I am; I've lost my way.
I'm sick of the fighting and I'm sick of the pain.

My casket will be lowered by a mournful crane.
I fear I have forgotten how to pray.
That's why every night my blood falls like rain.

I cannot stop this torment in my brain.
I will not see the dawn of another day.
I'm sick of the fighting and I'm sick of the pain.
That's why every night my blood falls like rain.