Testo Get It Right

Everytime I look to the sky,

the sun burns holes into my eyes.

Everytime I ask for relief from my pain

I get beaten again.


I ask myself will I...

EVER GET IT RIGHT?



It's this disease I can't cure,

but the reward is worth living for.

You said it yourself that I'm insane.

Expecting things to change, when I remain the same.


I ask myself will I...

EVER GET IT RIGHT?



Pushing you shoving me

Shoving me!!!



I ask myself will I...

EVER GET IT RIGHT?