So I kept trying every day
Believed I found the words to say
But still had no one to assure
That things were better than before
All reasoning would cease with this
Why I would keep on seeking bliss
Until the final moment, believed this was [bad word] 
I am home from my past
Leave my throne; how could I go on?
I have found my own way
To survive this devastating game
Time will guide; days [bad word] How could I be doing nothing wrong?

And I'll be trying every day
Be looking for the words to say
I only want to know for sure
If I am able to adore
The reason going through all this
That there'd be still a world to miss
And in the final moment
To see this is [bad word] 
I am home from my past
Leave my throne; how could I go on?
I have found my own way
To survive this devastating game
Time will guide; days [bad word] How could I be doing nothing wrong?

Time to leave; memories pass
I won't need no one to say goodbye
When I change, who will tell
What has been and what is going on?

I hope to find reasons for me right now, and the one I was before