Why 가사

I see black clouds flying over me. And all the shadows look like mine. I always fake smiles. For everyone to think I'm not falling down. All this anxiety and depression, make me ask for permission to be myself. Why does everyone make me look good all the time? Why do they always say I'm wrong? Why do I always have to run? I saw them laughing, while everything I built was burnt to ashes. I am still a human being like you. There is a group at the retreat who talk about life. Anxiety attacks chased me. It's just another sleepless night. There is no more love for loneliness. The joke has gone boring. But smiles still laugh at that dull shit. Why does everyone make me look good all the time? Why do they always say I'm wrong? Why do I always have to run? I saw them laughing, while everything I built was burnt to ashes. I am still a human being like you. I always try. I always try. I try to do my best. But I am so tired of this perfection and pression. And when they made me lose my faith, they win the war. They win the war. They win the war. They win the war. Why does everyone make me look good all the time? Why do they always say I'm wrong? Why do I always have to run? I saw them laughing, while everything I built was burnt to ashes. (Hey, ey, burnt to ashes) I am still a human being like you. (Why) (Why) Water is rushing everything. I scream out loud, but nobody listen me. But I will keep trying. Until I have myself.