A mad fucker with a deathwish..
It's all.
Making only one to be the crazy guy.
Getting out there exp.
Sometimes, I am as I wouldn't see...
But that's just me, trying to change the uncomfortable sides of truth...
Trying to make my wrongs' to rights'...
Getting out there
Getting out there.
Outside, to what's called world.
Why do we trust them?
How can we be so sure they tell us the truth?
How can you be so sure that the media is a source of truth?
One man says that he's studied the situation and has proof that
shows for one direction. Now that's what the man says...
What makes you trust him?
What makes you believe him?
Do you believe in angels?
Do you believe they'll come one day, reveal their presence?
That all of us will see the face of truth one day...?
All the lies exposed...?
Do you believe?
I'm just getting out there.
I'm looking at the world, and wonder why so many can't see.
What scares you from believing?
Bytes of destruction
I blew up my head
It was an accident
Couldn't help it
No, just couldn't help it
Filled it up with electronical chemicals, drugs
Riding trips of ones' and zeros'
Blew up my head by accident
Now it's ravaged by a continous explosion
of bytes
Just another one out there
A mind twisting fanatic charging my mind with electronic pulses, frying my brain.
A wanna'be created and another can-do killed.
We bring the future to the pits of unexistence, to forget what he promised us.
We kill our happiness with laughs created by the pulses of television.
So you walk around, just another one out there, dying to know how to feel good all the time
not wanting to know that it can't be done...
Anything goes...
As long as I'm happy...
Indeed dying...
Yesterday cries
What is it that makes it all...real?
Where do all the colors come from?
The sounds of cries
Voices of breath
Touch of a wind named Yesterday
When it all happened
In the past...
And now we're here...
Hoping to get rid of our mind
End it
Voices
Gray is what I feel
Gray is what I see
Gray is what I am
Let them know...
Let them fell too...
Forget what's ours...
Forget what's Me...
Place a bet for another life
Hope that you're a part of it
XXXXXXMeXforXsomethingXelse....
Rate the light of another time...
Don't let them make the decisions
Just think for a minute
Close up your mind, kill your deception...
Place a bet for another time...
Morning comes
Mourning come
Burning it all away..
Which side do you pick?
End it
- - -
Why do we seek our fall?
Why do we crave our destruction?
They are many, the bads' that control us.
They want our death.
Why do we?
So, here we are
So, here I am
At yet another site spilling my guts out...
Piece by piece...
At the time being, I'll just let you know me as just another guy out there...
I've just started up you know.
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Can you see the others?
Can you hear them?
Look into their eyes,
all other people out there, around you.
Look, deep into their eyes.
What do you see?
Another you?
Another me?
Still...here we are
So, here I am...
The day went for a walk, left the world to the night...
I sat down infront of another mind-clearing screen, filling my head with bytes.
Trying to create worlds.
Constraining the pain.
We could have been somewhere else, you and me.
We could've already met.
As it turns out to be...I'm still waiting...
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What makes you human?
What makes you fell?
Why do you pursue your own glory?
Why do we forget who we are?
Where are you going?
