
Date of issue: 30.11.2005
Song language: English
Far-Fetched |
One exit |
Became one ocean of concerns |
Held in my forehead when I try to sleep |
Everything would be simply easy |
If I had followed the road without life |
And in my world a false fear would exist |
And all could go wrong |
When I try to explain my feelings now |
Voiceless, I change my uneven being |
Drowning any feigning in sincere tears |
No matter what they think of me |
For hours I look on who I was |
Just at this time |
I caged my conscience in a messy basement |
And I took off my rotten skin |
Witnessing my blood being washed off by my dreams |
In little distorted images |
I saw my free demons leaving my peace on their wayout |
I just screamed, without wanting to return |