Crawling ditches
Searching for early days
Look at this world
It says clearly not for you
Heart, now make it
It's not for pretty eyes
You gonna take it
It's pointing straight at you
How alone you must be
That you can't really feel
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you
In this day lay standing in a crowd
Screaming, screaming
Reading wishes about lies, diseases
It's making me feel sick and poor
'Cause you gotta go, you gotta move
You gotta have lot of goals
Don't you ever lose this wishes that you had
How alone you must be
That you can't really feel
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you
In this day lay standing in a crowd
Screaming, screaming
The wishes won't go any further
It lays in your sorrow
You just cannot fade
How alone you must be
That you can't really feel
Hopes of freedom you can't get out of head, you
In this day lay standing in a crowd
Screaming, screaming
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