Get it right کے بول

Everytime I look to the sky, the sun burns holes into my eyes. Everytime I ask for relief from my pain I get beaten again. I ask myself will I... EVER GET IT RIGHT? It's this disease I can't cure, but the reward is worth living for. You said it yourself that I'm insane. Expecting things to change, when I remain the same. I ask myself will I... EVER GET IT RIGHT? Pushing you shoving me Shoving me!!! I ask myself will I... EVER GET IT RIGHT?