I try to fly but I have no wings I try to live but no way to think Can we retell the future of ‘this’? How many things I really miss? I’ll be better but I want to lie Some day exactly I'll have to die
Show me another world Let me something told Help me feel the ugly pain And do it again
Open the door for a beautiful life With paradise poison on the knife One day again I’ll fly away Always forget and come back again What can I do with that addict? Nothing to say, not to predict
Show me another world Let me something told Help me feel the ugly pain And do it again