My life is a circle - No beginning and no end. It's always repeating A trail I defend to the time.
A misunderstanding That can't be erased like a file. I've got all I wanted But still I'm not satisfied.
How far will I go to, And search my respect and my pride? How long will I lie to Myself about the privilege of my live? It turns around, 'Till I die In the dark With me.
Why am I sad? Why am I sad? When I have more than I ever had?
My life is too stable, I get no air, My jail is my skin. I'm false like a fable That is being praised For its sin.
And once I am trying To follow the light then The bitch grips my feet Pulls me down, underneath.
How far will I go to, And search my respect and my pride? How long will I lie to, Myself about the privilege of my live? How deep will I have to, Fall before I find the world again? It's always repeating, The earth turns around and around 'Till I die Take the time Missing me With me