My life is a circle -
No beginning and no end,
It's always repeating,
trail I defend to the time.
misunderstanding
That can't be erased like a file.
I've got all I wanted,
But still I'm not satisfied.
How far will I go to,
And search my respect and my pride?
How long will I lie to,
Myself about the privilege of my live?
That turns around,
Till I die,
In the dark
With me.
Why am I sad? Why am I sad?
When I have more than I ever had?
My life is too stable,
I get no air,
My jail is my skin,
I'm false like a fable.
That is being praised
For it's sin.
And once I am trying
To follow the light then,
The [bad word] grips my feet
Pulls me down, underneatn.
How far will I go to,
And search my respect and my pride?
How long will I lie to,
Myself about the privilege of my live?
How deep will I have to,
Fall before I find the world again?
It's always repeating,
The earth turns around and around
Till I die
Take the time
Missing me
With me...