I feel dizzy,numbed by a pain and lost on my own road.
With an imperfect feeling i start the day,makin' each step like a forgotten statue...like i'm lost within the time.
Don't know what's happening but i can't wait to go to sleep and rest in my own room.
The asphalt is burning,it looks like the demons from hell want to catch my soul.Walkin' fast,lookin' trough the people like they're some kind of ghosts i'm like a drug addict but i just want to be alone for a few hours.
I see thousands of mirrors on the street at the same time,i mean they're like me with the same "thirst of life".
Anxiety is...the last word.
With an imperfect feeling i start the day,makin' each step like a forgotten statue...like i'm lost within the time.
Don't know what's happening but i can't wait to go to sleep and rest in my own room.
The asphalt is burning,it looks like the demons from hell want to catch my soul.Walkin' fast,lookin' trough the people like they're some kind of ghosts i'm like a drug addict but i just want to be alone for a few hours.
I see thousands of mirrors on the street at the same time,i mean they're like me with the same "thirst of life".
Anxiety is...the last word.
