Keep hiding
All colors fading
Desiring [bad word] for me

Back in the day I can recall that,
My thoughts were unclouded and saint
There was no black state in the walls of my memory
Now there's a haze pushing me side a ways,

And leaving me nothing to gain
Taking me back, lurking me cold in disparity

There was I meant to be
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Long for the day I can be myself
 [bad word] ]
When I'm free
When my sun has set
Release my soul forever
I have no regret to be free
I'll exists again
No more lost endeavor
Nothing to contain
When I'm free

Call and decline so it defines me
It's falling away far behind
Nothing to keep me with the time
The human eye

Where am I meant to be?
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Again and again only to be myself
 [bad word] 

Time is a concept and always the first thing to fade
Hiding in a weakness something we can never refain
Years of crewl -- decay and despair
Are we a wrong perception something we can never regain\repair

No one to blame, facing me random
Nothing will ever explain, so it reclines

Where was I meant to be
I feel I'm lost in a dream
Long for the day I can be myself

When will I be unleashed
It's not the way it should be
Again and again only to be myself,
 [bad word]