اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
How could I
Have been so blind?
Success was meant for
The chosen ones in life
Not for me
The lies to myself must end
No reason to believe
Chorus
I knew that it was coming
But I did not prepare
The final rejection
Filled with utter grief
I could have been angry
Like I was in the past
But this time, I clutched
The grip of failure's hand
The tears that I've wept
Were never ones of joy
But streams of burning
For the chosen ones
How many times must I fail
While they succeed?
Take it all away
This hurt inside
It's killing me
I can't even try…
So plain to see
The victories in life
Are not meant for me
Just here to die
Repeat Chorus
