i feel like uncomfortable and mentally tired, pressure surrounds me there, my mind is stalled
people are talking soothing reminds of daily proportion, i´m feeling right
is this all just vaguely dreaming, are we all child of illusion and lies, i might as well just start believing in this world of crime
not many things will help you, i´m falling asleep as i lie to you, like your beauty is creation ignorance is blinded youth
i see you walking heavy you smile living in indifferent times remind myself i´m lost in denial, or do you even try?