Why should I pray, br When I have nothin to pray for? br Why should I keep my head up, br When there's nothin to look for up there? br How can I stay focused, br When there is a knife in my soul? br I don't know, br So how could you? br I've got to come to grips with life br And deal with the bull, br And the never ending sorrow. br My life is a waste, br Unless I awake.