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