I hate these dark nights; they're always rushing over me.
I can't leave them behind, I can't be free.
I close my eyes and dream of a place
that lies behind my memories.
Why must my days play over and over?
I need time to recover, to gather my pain.
My essence of life has just disappeared--
there's no wondering why I have no fear.
Why must we all be forsaken in this world?
I just wanna run, I just wanna turn--
there's no looking back to what I have done.
I have no guilt, I have no regret,
but I really want to be different; different like everyone else.