Remember the time when you had dreams
when you believed you could be, something
when you could fly into the sky
spread your wings
aspirations, soaring wild fire
the time when you could be anything
and those days when they ask me
what do you wannabe
i am lost
i am thinking hard of what my answers shouldn't be
priority to somebody's else's wishes
denying my own dreams
is being ideal suffering under the load of expectations?
the rage of living keep on ruling onto me
'the time when i used to dream
when life was equal to being easy
today i feel distress
and a dark hole
where my passion used to beat
my obsession, my crazy fucking obsessions
have swallowed my hunger and subtlety
flawed, a dark hole
where it used to beat
and now 1 2 3
i am DEAD!!
when you believed you could be, something
when you could fly into the sky
spread your wings
aspirations, soaring wild fire
the time when you could be anything
and those days when they ask me
what do you wannabe
i am lost
i am thinking hard of what my answers shouldn't be
priority to somebody's else's wishes
denying my own dreams
is being ideal suffering under the load of expectations?
the rage of living keep on ruling onto me
'the time when i used to dream
when life was equal to being easy
today i feel distress
and a dark hole
where my passion used to beat
my obsession, my crazy fucking obsessions
have swallowed my hunger and subtlety
flawed, a dark hole
where it used to beat
and now 1 2 3
i am DEAD!!
