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