I can't get out of it
Morally isolated
Often exceeded
Always in stillness
Far from hateful eyes
How can I believe in my freedom?
All that burns endlessly
Life takes my hope away
When my inner voice
Cries me that I have no choice
I fall in despair
The fear not to touch the air
How can I believe in my reason?
There's no way out for me
I feel the shadows smothering my soul
Till my last breath
Always in stillness, far from hateful eyes
Often in distress, am I buried alive?
My time is not my own
There's no longer any reason to be
An accurate reflection of my reality
My time is not my own
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