sábado, 5 de novembro de 2011

Run

Lost in dreams
And don't want to wake up for reality,
Cant find my way
I just can ear whispers from anxiety.

I'm lost in this fucking world
Without a living project,
I cant say a fucking word
Because everyone will opposite it.

Screams of lust
Kills my personality
I know I'm lost
But I don't believe this is happening
Because I cant feel
I cant see, I don't know that's real.

So I beg you
to return my wings
And I'll give you our rings.
Because I need to run away
Need to be real
Need to find my own way.

I need to find a reason,
A reason to keep me alive
Sighing for a new whisper
Makes me revive
From a new heart,
From a new Start.

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