Moments
It's buzzing in my head
Those whispers can't shut the fuck up
I'm dreaming of a mountain
Where I can speak with the silence
Instead I'm stucked for years now
In that god damn storm, running my brain
Everything that start with fire
Will undeniably end in ashes
Things are what they are
Maybe I should accept what I am
But what am I?
Things are what they are
Maybe I should let myself go
But where am I going?
Shut them up
Pretty sure i'm getting sick
I'll carve the stone with my nails
It will be written "SHUT THE FUCK UP"
I didn't see the violence coming
I didn't see the violence coming
Everything around me seems filled with red
Like the blood I see, with my closed eyes, in my head
I already feels the palm of my hands
Glued in my back
Walls have a feeling of deja-vu
They wanted it white, but made all things black
All I want is one moment of calm
So sick of all the hisses
I can't think I can't stop all the hisses
All I want is one moment of calm
My head is full of issues
I can't think, I can't stop all the issues
Just let me breathe
Just let me breathe
Everything's spinning and I feel locked, I can't free my hands
Everything's spinning and I feel locked, I can't free my mind
The heat is growing from my feet, like if the earth is smoking
My lungs are filled by a dark thing, I am choking
My eyes are soaked in blood, pure air is what I'm seeking
Head up to the sky, I'm screaming but it's like I'm joking
My life is ticking
All I want is one moment of calm
So sick of all the hisses
I can't think I can't stop all the hisses
All I want is one moment of calm
My head is full of issues
I can't think I can't stop all the issues
I wake up in a sweat, thought everything was real
On the edge of my bed, I'm getting back on my feet
My eyes are sore, I just want to hold my head in my hands
But they're locked, I'm wearing a strange jacket
Those whispers can't shut the fuck up
I'm dreaming of a mountain
Where I can speak with the silence
Instead I'm stucked for years now
In that god damn storm, running my brain
Everything that start with fire
Will undeniably end in ashes
Things are what they are
Maybe I should accept what I am
But what am I?
Things are what they are
Maybe I should let myself go
But where am I going?
Shut them up
Pretty sure i'm getting sick
I'll carve the stone with my nails
It will be written "SHUT THE FUCK UP"
I didn't see the violence coming
I didn't see the violence coming
Everything around me seems filled with red
Like the blood I see, with my closed eyes, in my head
I already feels the palm of my hands
Glued in my back
Walls have a feeling of deja-vu
They wanted it white, but made all things black
All I want is one moment of calm
So sick of all the hisses
I can't think I can't stop all the hisses
All I want is one moment of calm
My head is full of issues
I can't think, I can't stop all the issues
Just let me breathe
Just let me breathe
Everything's spinning and I feel locked, I can't free my hands
Everything's spinning and I feel locked, I can't free my mind
The heat is growing from my feet, like if the earth is smoking
My lungs are filled by a dark thing, I am choking
My eyes are soaked in blood, pure air is what I'm seeking
Head up to the sky, I'm screaming but it's like I'm joking
My life is ticking
All I want is one moment of calm
So sick of all the hisses
I can't think I can't stop all the hisses
All I want is one moment of calm
My head is full of issues
I can't think I can't stop all the issues
I wake up in a sweat, thought everything was real
On the edge of my bed, I'm getting back on my feet
My eyes are sore, I just want to hold my head in my hands
But they're locked, I'm wearing a strange jacket
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