Listen up everyone's, there's something wrong We got the answers in our sights now But some how still we struggle along? Looking for solutions in a threatening sky But we never get an answer Just chorus of voices wondering why We're stuck here without a peaceful day It's a promise in the night, I'll be OK The superlative is telling me that help is on the way Won't someone tell me how will I make it through the day? Looking towards the future and all I can see Is the next generation looking back with pity on me Hunting for some insight or a means to change But do we have the will to, or will our future look the same? We're stuck here without a peaceful day It's a promise in the night, I'll be OK The superlative is telling me that help is on the way Won't someone tell me how will I make it through the day? How can I live when you won't let me in? How can I die without the reasons why? How can I laugh when I want to cry? How can I go on with nothing, nowhere? Listen up everyone, there's something wrong We got the answers in our sights now, but somehow still we struggle along We're stuck here without a peaceful day It's a promise in the night, I'll be OK The superlative is telling me that help is on the way Won't someone tell me how will I make it through the day? How will I make it? How will I make it? How will I make it? Tell me how will I make it?