Cyclone - Stillwell

I’m in that place again, feeling like waste again

Feeling so weak and defeated, that’s when the hate begins

Don’t wanna be happy for you I wanna be happy for me

My depressing heaven, can never wish it away

I’m beginning the ending, is it today

The question goes around like a cyclone in my soul

Like a cyclone in my soul, like a cyclone in my soul it goes…

Why you not me?

Why is it you and not me?

Why you not me?

Why is it you and not me?

The question goes around like a cyclone in my soul

Like a cyclone in my soul, like a cyclone in my soul it goes…

I love my selfish ways and when there’s hell to pay

I come with empty pockets

It’s just another way to let the ugly stay

And interrupt my process

You don’t deserve the praise they give you

You’re just another fake they live through

They live through, they live through, they live through, they live through!

The question goes around like a cyclone in my soul

Like a cyclone in my soul, like a cyclone in my soul it goes…

Why you not me?

Why is it you and not me?

Why you not me?

Why is it you and not me?

The question goes around like a cyclone in my soul

Like a cyclone in my soul, like a cyclone in my soul it goes…