After time passes, dust settles on the memories As time passes, poison builds up in my body These days, I want to be more free than before I am exactly half dead these days I couldn’t see it with my eyes but I believed it I definitely felt that it pulled me forward I remember that start and I empty out all the things that made me rot I need to hold onto the things I was losing
The long journey till now With clenched fists, when they said having faith was everything I ridiculed everyone because they seemed scared and worn out But on the contrary, they scared me I thought I couldn’t help but to turn out like them later on So I tried to look at reality straight on Reality says it wants to run but is more comfortable sitting down Each time, it lies to you and me like that
My mind was out of it because of the cigarette-like comfort The hidden meaning behind “you’ll know when you grow up” Is only a hypnosis – it doesn’t mean you’re getting wiser You’re just living peacefully like a dog tied up on a leash That’s the only thing that I learned so Mustering up courage is as scary as other people’s eyes I got so sick of them that I told them to piss off The place my faith took me was my home If I have a chance to go to the place that perfects me I’ll be better than you, who is like an empty outer shell because of your set-aside dreams So you can laugh at me all you want You can pretend you’re worried about me while hiding your own failure If you don’t wanna get hurt, just be quiet They say that it’s common sense Cowardice becomes medicine in this world but I respect everyone who was scarred instead of you, I bless everyone who overcame
I once fell into a deep hole I pretended nothing was wrong in front of family and friends My own disgust and pride was mixed together So I even hated looking into the eyes in the mirror The draining of my passion The actions that I hated doing more than anyone else After those actions became my work, I felt like I was dying I couldn’t feel anything else properly I saw my twisted self but I couldn’t kill myself Even if I throw away everything I have far away somewhere It seemed like it wouldn’t be a waste back then I tiresomely searched for anything that could be a comfort like a crazy person Peace was something that had nothing to do with me I raised my voice to hide my anxiety I angrily chattered about stories of my pride I wandered and was dizzy I didn’t even know if anyone was next to me back then I didn’t believe in a God back then but I couldn’t believe my ruined self either I couldn’t grasp a clear answer for a long time A tough and severe cold seeped through my conscience No matter how many hours I slept, my mornings weren’t refreshing Uneasiness and a sense of oppression crushed my youth In place of the foam, the traps and chances, came the temptations In front of all those things, I need to go back to the start I need to hold onto the things I was losing
If I rush to follow along, I keep forgetting which one is me If I rush to follow along, I keep forgetting which one is me If you need to stop, then stop now We lose too many important things in life If I rush to follow along, I keep forgetting which one is me