Making sense of all the lies
And all the rain drowning your eyes
And all the «why's» and «I don't care»
And all the silence that we share
Making sense of what is wasted
And all the wrinkles in your face
And all the «shut ups» and «don't you dare»
And all the secrets that we bear
Making sense of all the fights
And all the ones who swear they're right
And all the «damned» and «l'm not scared»
And all the doomed with time to spare
Making sense of what is sad
And all the things that makes you mad
And all the «what the...» and «go to hell»
And all the rest that you cant tell
Making sense of what is cool
And all the cash behind the rules
And all the «that's life» and «I told you»
And all the great chances that we blew
Making sense of what I've become
Don't know why I hid from the sun
Making sense of the anger that remains
Never knew why I needed the rain