It's the dawn of a new year and I already fear
that the sun won't shine for me anyway
It's a darkness without any hope
no bright light within sight
no compromise
I promise that the sky is dying

The sun doesn't shine for people like us
we fight in constant night
against the hunger for belonging and purpose
but embracing that nothing matters means that no-one can hurt us
or break us, or make us bleed
despair feeds us

I'm dying inside, I can't hide
from dangerous feelings and terrible insight
blackened by your voice
echoing
it's a tragedy in it's own right
that we can consider the fight
when the sun never shines on people like us

The sun will never shine for people like us
There is no hope, no future
Only the darkest hour
the darkest night
a tragedy, for all the people like me
constantly