Cage

I live in a rusty, dirty cage all the time, without the will to try to escape it just once.
Why do I have to be so strong, I'm so unsteady.
When did I become so numb?
I was cold, I was so paralyzed.
Someday once ...
[When did I lose myself?]
Somewhere in the future ...
[But the blood on my hands scares me to death.]
All the words that leave my tongue.
Maybe I'm waking up today, just for a moment.
All those imperfect things that I doubt.
My thoughts, they Feel like they came from someone else.
Then the night returns.
Drivin' a nightmare I can't escape from.
Why should I exist?