I don’t have a wise I got only fears Don’t wanna stay alone, But don’t wanna go home And how ‘bout my faith? In what do I really believe? I always talk about a mess, Because I know what it means
Oh no-no, I’m ok I’ve got accustomed to… And I can’t live without that… Without talking to U You shouldn’t shut my mouth, It’ll hardly help us No religion, no science Can show the truth that's a lie.
Self-destruction is instead Of introspection that makes me sad Self-denial is for stay free From passion, anguish, sorrow and wishes.