I cry and pray, everytime I realize
That nothing will be good enough for me
Bring back those good old days,
When everything felt so much better than today
I couldn´t find a way I want to live
Where are those good old days,
When I was innocent
And stronger than today?
I couldn´t find a way to be satisfied
I cry and pray, everytime I realize
That nothing will be good enough for me
I cry and pray, everytime I realize
That my soul will be lost forever more