Lyrics: Still trying to find a meaning While going home every evening I feel this emptiness within me I lie down and stare at the ceiling I'm looking for a source of healing I know for sure they don't really care But I won't be stopped by this feeling, My history will be written, yeah yeeeaah I dey try to not let the anxiety consume me I wonder when I will find joy cause I've been pursuing Might wanna seize to exist, life's looking all ruined.... They might hate us for no reason, because you see...