Inspiration is developed by a shock from your heart.
Tt strucks through your body from the bottom to your head.
One special moment where everything stands still and suddenly
Your is head filled with emotions and feelings you never want to end.
But lately these moments became very rare.
Not only for me but I think for everyone else.
When everything lies in front of your feet
You have to bend over and you got everything you need.
I miss those challenges in life, these moments where you have actually to think,
To use your brain or the rest of your body to fulfill huge things.
While humanity has overtaken its own evolution
And everyone is longing for his own devotion.
I never had that problem; I found inspiration in a single tree,
A few days later I had a meaning for every single leaf.
And now I'm sitting here and I don't know what to write about
But my lack of creativity and all I doubt.
I've got ups and downs and downs and ups
And I can't wait 'til this world will collapse
So I can get rid of this feeling of being uninspired
And the desire of creating anything on my own,
The desire to make the best out of my life.
Have I already seen all I get to see in my life
Or is it just the chasing of time?
Have I already turned into a hardened diamond?
Where nothing can break through, except some rays of light?
Have I already turned into dust
That nothing will ever touch?
Have I already seen all I get to see in my life
Or is it just the chasing of time?
Have I already turned into a hardened diamond?
Where nothing can break through, except some rays of light?
Have I already turned into dust
That nothing will ever touch?
I don't care if I'm dust or a fucking diamond.
I will raise my voice just to scream above your heads.
I will scream for my life.