I can't go anywhere
I can't say anything
didn't i tell you?
thou you believe in suffering
 
At fist i thought
It was my fault
my problem, something
wrong with only me
 
but then i realized
im just a victim
nothing more and  nothing less
as well as everything
i touch, i see, i bless
 
i cant just figure out
is chaos a way-out?
starting from the mess inside
growing fear all around.
 
i cant make up my mind
vindication saves my ground?
a passion which should rise above
now i feel starts getting out.