What right do I have? (written by micqu)
I’ve got no right to be here
there were times I was alright
and there were times I was a mess
and now the fog clouding my thoughts won’t clear
all those questions
and not one single answer
I’ve got no right to feel this way
there were times life was worse
and there were times life was sublime
and now the fog clouding my thoughts makes me sway
all those questions
and not one single answer
I’ve got no right to bottle this up
there were times I was happy
and there were times I was sad
and now the fog clouding my thoughts won’t let me cope
all those questions
and not one single answer
I’ve got no right to cry
there were times people died
there were times children were born
and now the fog clouding my thoughts makes me want to hide.
Why?
