The Optimistic Kid

I stare back at our past It's like climbing back the slope Carved in the base of our honor Shaped as greed replaced hope I used to be the optimistic kid The kind who smiles when it's serious The one who speaks when it's silent A lot tried to break me, because I was naive But now I think about it I was just happy to live What happened to the child I was? Eaten alive by the truth of this world I miss this time When life was a game So I recall the feeling And try again Try to forget it will not get better Forget how we are going to Escape the sea by climbing mount cadavers Corpses pinnacle Corpses pinnacle We rise then we'll fall In the end we're all going to die Eight million ways to die How many ways to kill? Eight million ways to die How many ways to live? I still believe in lies To make my life more real Only when the thought dies Will I know how I feel I miss this time When life was a game So I recall the feeling And try again Try to forget it will not get better Forget how we are going to Escape the sea by climbing mount cadavers Corpses pinnacle Corpses pinnacle We rise then we'll fall In the end we're all going to die Was this the only choice we had? The last decision For us to make things right? Buried with our guilt In a long agony Slip away from the truth What kind of light do you see? I tried to find excuses For everything we became Hoping that deep down we knew This life was not just a game Heaven was here We destroyed it I lost my appetite for life Heaven was here We destroyed it Heaven was here I lost my appetite for life I lost my appetite for life I lost my appetite for life I lost my appetite for life Heaven was here We destroyed it I lost my appetite for life Eight million ways to die How many ways to kill? Eight million ways to die How many ways to live? What figures to believe in? I'm so tired of trying again Take me back when life was a game I stare back at our past It's like climbing back the slope Carved in the base of our honor Shaped as greed replaced hope