Il testo della Several shades of why

Theres no peace, little comfort, no ones shoulder
Not a wrinklings of a time that made you colder
Im not saying much i tried hard thats all i do
Tried and waited then got tired thats about it
Whit my time
Whit my time

Got to wait this time
Why should i have time to answer?
Several shades of why
I cant go back, its faster
Dont expect it cause the endings a disaster
Nothing, nothing, nothing man, a little laughter
With my time
With my time

Gone at it the wrong way
Thought id find out but i missed it
If i make it through ill run and stop the twistin
Way i steered us offll lose it just to give in
Hell may not dwel on the dead
How about th living?
Whit my time
With my time