I don’t see anything that I can give to me and you. To realize my dreams, To break away and then get the truth.
The darkness is condensing over me. Open my eyes and I will see
Chorus: That world is black and false. Again People reject me, So I can’t explain. What do they want and who’s the faker? Well, never mind, I’ll think about it later.
So, what’s again? I’m too tired. Don’t tell me all of you are perfect. Nevertheless world is blind. Yes, here I am. But now I’m choking.
All problems are condensing over me. I’m not a prisoner – I’m free