Texty
Someone inside my head say:
You\'re crazy, but it\'s ok.
Nothing happen behide this walls
anyway.
Forgetting the dreams
Cutting the wings
Losing the game
Stereo is my partner
I married my lens
Locked in the room
I can hear the blood running my veins
Making my pot
Recording myself
Desappearing in the space high
Travelling between my I
Staying in the middle of blind eye
I\'ll keeping moving on
Moving throward the black light
Cancelling all my suicides
Looking for meaning sense of life
A star that doesn\'t shine
Again.
Written by: Δlchimist