Behind the Wall (feat. Kalyanka & Ghostown)

Hm, hm Hm, hm Hm, hm Hm, hm There is some times There is some nights Also is life, trying to buy the night Can't see There is some trouble Make me evolve There is broke candles on my table When I can't leave There is some problem in my head Depressed but I'm just desperate And I can't feel There is black dreams Trembling my knees, punch my old dreams out Anarchies and I can't think And I know for certain that choosing groups are not my reach And I will not slow down, that real life isn't so saintly And we know best, walking too fast, behind the shadows of mind And we know less close to the time, forever behind the wall Building lifes' breeze blocks Trembling my knees knock Cold when the trees drop Tumbling 'cause she's not, listening The cold light is glistening The white stars are christening My thoughts, no-one's listening I'm twisting them Building lifes' breeze blocks Trembling my knees knock Cold when the trees drop Tumbling 'cause she's not, listening The cold light is glistening The white stars are christening My thoughts, no-one's listening I'm twisting them (I'm twisting them) There is a voice that tells me what's wrong And all my awake, like the sun And I can't hear There is nobody to understand me I stay stick to comfort, it would just be me And I can't scream There is no silence to describe pain There is no mall-train, to escape And I don't care, who I am There is a cycle you can't make me run There is nobody for wait my return And I can't heal And I know for certain that choosing groups are not my reach And I will not slow down, that real life's isn't so saintly And we know best, walking too fast, behind the shadow of mind And we know less, lost in the time Forever behind, the wall, the wall Building lifes' breeze blocks Trembling my knees knock Cold when the trees drop Tumbling 'cause she's not, listening The cold light is glistening The white stars are christening My thoughts, no-one's listening I'm twisting them Into distorted images The path that never finishes All stains and blemishes The soul self-punishes Come in and take me further My hunger verges on murder Begins to bury the burden To make themselves learn And she yearns and she yearns them