

A gun in your head
Squeeze the trigger and nothing happens
It seems that the world is conspiring against you
I do not think it's your turn
The other world does not want you there.
What's so bad you do ?
You hear the whispers everywhere I go
Phobias and fears are growing
And do not where to run.
They do not want you here
They do not want you there
Where do you go ?
The death and life are your enemy now.
You feel afraid of them
They are afraid of you
And others will hunt to get your neck
You will give up ?
Cries of despair are heard
And you will try again
The gun pointed at his head again
And pulled the trigger... To the end.
Composição: Nicolas