Lionel Neykov Why
See, what I've become,
The kind of emptiness that I have drawn
The bitter loneliness that I call home
That I call home
Why amb I here
What do I have to give
And how can I feel
If I don0t know what is real
Hear, hear what I say
Cos there's a sadness that I can't shake
I'm running from a past I can't escape
I can't escape
Why is it so hard
Just to be who you are
And how can I sleep
If I can't close my eyes
