No way out- neither through screaming nor through crying
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Only fleeing and hiding seems to make sense
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Day by day I go through hell- my own one created by me
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In me hope keeps me alive- nothing else to hold on to
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I want to end it- I have to end it- I want to leave it all behind
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It's grinding me- I have to liberate me- I have to leave it all behind
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Recalling the memories- when will it end
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What I left behind. The feeling is so real. Recalling what I've lost- pushes my power away
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Regarding what I leave behind, the feeling is still so real- so painful
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Recalling what I've lost pushes away every power
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This numb feeling the agony has to end- no other thought enters my head
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Nothing else has a name
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Freedom, freedom - I don't care how much to pay
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When Will It End
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| Fear My Thoughts |
