Full of grief I scream at the wind
Thought I heard the words of others
I won't let you in to have a story to tell
Imprison myself
Things tend to drag me down
And stay in a shell
Don't understand so they hate me now
My fear grips I'll die alone
I'd never submit to the ones I will not be like I promised myself somewhere in the teenage life Cause they understand what burns in my mind
I still feel incomplete
But stay close to my kind
Live in a hole
Friends are few and far between.
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