Tommorow (Forrest Jump)

The cold gun longs for morning for the sweetest shot And I won´t hear that noise I won´t feel that the bullet´s so hot Say anything about tomorrow but I´ll lie in the hole Nobody can help me to wake up my dying soul The answer for the people is that my life is great I´m the power of the selfishness but I waste my hate Crying eyes but I don´t want to lose without fight Nobody can help me to go to the other side I´m waiting for tomorrow Wasting my time Suicide is not a crime I´m waiting … The cold gun … I´m waiting for tomorrow I will die by your side I´m waiting … You´re watching me I´m watching you and no one can help Why … ?