Interviewer (Intabyua)

"The popular songs they just always tell me
'Your life is so precious' but that I don't see
And even if somebody else would replace my life
No one would care and that's not a surprise

These unchanging days where we look for our goal
We're looking for a seat where we can place our lives not in control
We're don't know how to amount to anything
This is stopping our hearts from living

This wound was starting to become a scab
But when I started itching it, it had to start anew
And all the words began to blur a second time
I just want to listen to saddening songs

Just hear me when I'm asking, what music do you like？
Just hear me when I'm asking, what food do you like？
And will you tell me, who is the person that you like？
I mean it couldn't be, a person who is insecure like me

I covered up my ears so I freely could scream
The words that came was 'no one is understanding'
But even if I'd only get it superficially
I only wanted, for you to love me

If you're not amounting to anything
Pretending you've accomplished everything
By mending just your outside and looks so you can feel free
You'll smile, and no one will see

I wonder what will finally be good enough？
Just tell me what is fine, and don't try to play tough
It's depressing, this time on the day
Then I will get some sleep until I'm okay

Just hear me when I'm asking, what movie do you like？
Just hear me when I'm asking, what words do you like？
And will you tell me, who is the one you'd like to see？
I mean it couldn't be, a person who is acting just like me

No, no, no future for me
I won't, I won't, have hope that I can't see
Not here, not here, there's no one ever near
To be here at my lonely side

I want, I want, I want to laugh with you
I just want you, to notice what I do
And this, and that, I slowly gave it up
I'm seeing that my landscape is getting blurry

Just hear me when I'm asking, what music do you like？
Just hear me when I'm asking, what food do you like？
And will you tell me, who is the person that you like？
I mean it couldn't be, a persona like me." Just like that

You'd always see me giving up in all my selfishness
I'm hurt by all that I believed but nevertheless
I'm seeing that I've grown and that I'm someone different now
But wait... Please tell me that I'm not too late