Why?

I can't be like other people

My wrists bleed to find

While

Here I'm talking about my freedom

My wrists bleed to find

On a strange road in my mind

Maybe I don't have all the time

I have a shortcut on my way

And thus I will be better again

And it falls down apart in my hands

And it's falling

And it falls down apart in my hands

And it's falling, falling, falling

Why?

I can't be like other people

My wrists bleed to find

While

Here I'm talking about my freedom

My wrists bleed to find

You don't have the time and all the way

Would be better if you'll shorten the day

Every sand that I was trying to hold

Is all the time that I don't have and it falls

And it falls down apart in my hands

And it's falling

And it falls down apart in my hands

And it's falling, falling, falling

Why?

I can't be like other peoplе

My wrists bleed to find

While

Here I'm talking about my freedom

My wrists bleed to find