In the end,
It’s every man for himself.
To whom I trust?
Your whites and blacks, I poured into
it
All the rainbow this world ever had
The sky was too dark,
I burned the stars
Sacrificed my soul to the fire
And remembered as the dust
In the end,
It’s every woman for herself
To whom I lean?
No one have any right to my pain,
So am I
To whom you believe?
It’s never been a sin to forget
someone
What will you blame, if you’re
forgotten?
In the end,
It’s you for yourself
