Another song interrupted in the middle of the day, another shattered dream turned into a nightmare...There's no blood, no excuses, a thousand lies are already too much to justify all the errors I see, and nobody admits committing them.
I'm my own most worst enemy, even thought I've been trying to take all the pils, I just can't get better, I hiperventilate, looking for help everywhere.
My bare feet keep smashing the glass underneath me. So what the fuck is wrong? Should I put me out of my misery and return to the church I've been all these years? I'm sick of feeling there's nothing I could say, I'm suffocating...
I see lies, thiefs, power and greed, luxury and misery...in fact... i believe i can't see anymore... (again...)
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