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I have got no point of waking up tomorrow,

I feel like dying but I just keep moving, keep walking, keep trying

cause I failed, i´m done, i`ll try, I`m asking why

I have to keep moving, keep walking, keep trying?

I`m wasting my time searching for unachievable happiness,

having no more ideas, no more sketches of my future.

So I just get contented with momentary desires

that fulfill my physical needs and cover up the real ones.

So why I still try? And please, don`t ask me why

I keep moving, keep walking, keep trying.

You don`t know me, at least not my true me

so shut up and keep on doing what you are supposed to.

A puppet is what I see in you.

So don`t cry, don`t fight, don`t ask me to move forward.

Just lie down and keep on,

cause I failed, i´m done, i`ll try, I`m asking why

I have to keep moving, keep walking, keep trying?