I'm the owner of dead dreams left in hell
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I belong to the planet fueled by hostility
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The perpetrator is my own murder…
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All the chatter that sticks to your tongue is apparent
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Think of the lost years
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Childhood where it falls, sadness where it falls
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Now my eye is where time stops
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A drop of laughter a little tear is the essence of life
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Maybe it's already stopped time maybe I'm in the middle
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Maybe it's over now, maybe I'm at the beginning
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I don't know what the fight is in the middle of this bustle
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I'm in the barrel of the pistol in my temple
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What I knew yesterday I've already forgotten today, I pouted
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I gave up on myself and held on to eternity
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I'm tired of running because it's problematic in society
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The sentences in my mind are imprisoned for freedom…
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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When I suddenly come to myself
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I don't know, how free am I?
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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I stay alone
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I don't know, how free am I?
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My effort is existence, this world is my lantern
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Now the roads are even longer than before
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Attack of my hopes in every nightmare I see
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As you crawl to fall, the receipt of effort
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Don't stop, light the candle! |
I'm lost find blood
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My goals are a snowball that wants to be an avalanche
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To be born again, to be devastated at every death
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In the company of my brain, my problems are staffed…
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I'm not alone but I'm alone
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I'm watching time dance with the lost
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I suddenly saw;
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The higher you market yourself here, the more expensive you are!
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My heart has been broken since I thought
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When you see what I don't know, crush me without hesitation
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If there is what I know, download all the sets
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Listen to me so I can give you a voice!
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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When I suddenly come to myself
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I don't know, how free am I?
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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I stay alone
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I don't know, how free am I?
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Agitation in the eyes of mothers who gave birth to dead hopes
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If the world sinks like thorns, the first war is to be born
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Sometimes it's hard to be trapped in the sky
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Contradicting the facts and messing with yourself
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I don't know, it's the last hope when it's gone, the last fire when it's gone
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Where do people go? |
When the last sun goes down
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When it's over, at the last breath, nothing is left
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Know the value of even a pinch of smile
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If there is no stream, there is no need to plaster the legs.
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There's no creek until you roll up your legs
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Regret: Making the same mistakes again
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It's not falling that breaks me, it's hitting the ground
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There were lively allusions in every dialogue
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The loser will try again today, tomorrow
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While writing the same stories with different pens;
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I wrote different stories with the same pen…
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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When I suddenly come to myself
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I don't know, how free am I?
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What you see is suddenly erased
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The sky suddenly darkens
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I stay alone
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I don't know, how free am I? |