There are three ways to see despair
I've seen them all, I'm scared to say
The three ways are real I've lived through them all
The fourth way is coming, so prepare for the fall
Can you save someone from the hidden depths
Of a darkened soul with no hope left
And I don't know how and I don't know when
But I pray that you'll be beautiful again
Can you save someone from the hidden depths
Of a darkened soul with no hope left
And I don't know how, I don't know when
But I pray that you'll be beautiful again
But I pray that you'll be beautiful again
And I don't know how and I don't know when
But I pray that you'll be beautiful again
I am as tired as John Lennon sang
Conveying exhaustion like no-one else can
I'm no longer the centre of the universe
A bare admission that makes it seem worse
A bare admission that makes it seem worse
A bare admission that makes it seem worse