| through all my troubles |
| I need a break. |
| This can’t go on and on |
| I’m near from the breaking point |
| get me out of my routine. |
| My life is a mess |
| and if it’s a little bit late to change it |
| then how could i even change myself? |
| .Yeah how could I change? |
| I gotta believe in myself |
| rely on my feelings. |
| Just let me see the dawn |
| I’ll find a way through the morning |
| a life for the night and some hope in this promise. |
| My demons entertain me |
| when i’m haunted by all your murmurs. |
| My mind tends to break (by itself). |
| I revel in illegible images. |
| Oh God is laughing like a fucking brat who plays over an anthill. |
| yeah, I do pray, I pray to stay outta reach |
| (far from his eyes). |
| I sway with that bottle of brandy in hand. |
| I’m alleviating my soul when I drift through the void. |
| I have to say that all this is all making me deeply sick |
| it echoes in my head. |
| To save things never been part of my plans so I should just play dead but that’s |
| not my type. |
| Even sell my soul won’t make a difference |
| that’s never ending. (never ending) |
| I’ll sing as long as I don’t know where where I’m going to end. |
| Just met me see the dawn |
| I’ll find a way through the morning |
| a life for the nights, a shelter in the glitter of all these lights. |
| If you let me… see the dawn |
| I’ll find a way through the morning |
| a life for the night and a meaning at all this. |
| I’ll find a meaning at all this. |