Who deicide? Who is the judge here?
I'm not guilty and you make me feel like it
Even more
Choosing the answer, but it's not enough
Having the true, just in my veins
Walking by woods, taking a road
Surviving like a soldier, having scars, more scars
I was walking in broken stones. Scrubs were befogging my view again, where I'm going
Choosing the answer, but it's not enough
Having the true, just in my veins, without a reason, leaving a breathe and years going on
The only thing that i can do
is try it even the roots every time are more deep
I feel trapped and i can't see more than broken desires
Living in my sickness . (Wake up!!) Only why? (Wake up!!)
Choosing the answer, but it's not enough
Having the true, just in my veins
Walking by woods, taking a road
Surviving like a soldier, having scars, more scars
The only thing that i can do
is try it even the roots every time are more deep
I feel trapped and i can't see more than broken desires

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