Inside my life there's a hidden hell,
There are terrors of which I cannot tell,
Where hate and fear and despair dwell,
Where there is nobody around,
And a speck of hope cannot be found.
When hate is always, by my side,
Oh, I remember all those days I cried,
Waiting for the end of this horrible ride.
When I was born my mom lied,
And said that the world was full of love,
Ya right, loves something I dream of,
There's a hidden hell,
Beyond all that you can see,
Now I ask,
Can you help me? |
