In time, It will be my turn.
Yes, my turn.
it's not always going to be the same season
on your side, this will end soon.

There's no voice on the other end,
and my strength and these warmness I have them
You're so cruel, nothing but cruel.

You cut with a knife and you spit with fire
and I found beauty and the day will cease with it
I know I will be alright.