This is a true confession of a man that lost his mind. A real regression when it's you that you left behind, but now I'm moving. Now I'm moving. Now I'm moving.
It's a weird position. It's a matter you can't contain. A self-repression when your soul wants to hop the train, but now we're moving. Now we're moving. Now we're moving on.
Oh my God I put the world on stop. Somehow I've got to add to something. One time before the curtain drops I'm alright. I'm alright.
This is a true confession of a man that lost his mind. A minor question to leave and never look behind and now I'm moving. Now I'm moving. Now I'm moving on and on and on.
Oh my God I put the world on stop. Somehow I've got to add to something. One time before the curtain drops I'm alright. I'm alright.
Alright. Okay. Before I add to nothing.
Oh my God I put the world on stop. Somehow I've got to add to something. One time before the curtain drops I'm alright. I'm alright