Living

I need to get of my own head

To leave my whole past

Get new thoughts, new feelings a whole new life

I never wanted this one

These days neither do I see or hear

Heavy eyes are being held up by bloody fear

In my ears some buttons put a moderator

Making me enable of hearing

Today I'm shouting my pain out

For now, because of echoing the war

I didnt want this thing called living

I never wanted this thing called living

The nerves were drowned by tears and I

Was standing weak at my knees

Between concrete buildings

Where the gravel and sorrow are filling my lungs with darkness

Today I'm shouting my pain out

For now, because of echoing the war

I didn't want this thing called living

I never wanted this thing called living

Oh

I need to get of my own head

To leave my whole past