we put the point in someone's fate draw the curves of our views we live in a crowd, but die alone
but for what?
we are the saints we are all the prophets but still blinded
FUCK!
Why can't we open our eyes? We have suffered enough you’ll need to learn a someone new the world is cold but the world - it's you sometimes we all need a friend so hold me in your chest WE ARE THE SAINTS WE’RE ALL THE PROPHETS WE’RE ALL BLINDED WE”RE ALL COWARDS
I want to see how the world laughs want to see the joy of child we’re all born to be free so keep your head and run with me