ATC- No own command
I don’t feel like my own command anymore
There’s something blocking up the door
This adore to the other side made me collide
Fried up and tied up I slide up from my own death
After floating out my brains, broke up the chains
In a couple of days I was a changed man
But I’m still near to disappear in the quicksand
I must grab my fears before I dare to stand up and see clear
Take a step in this new land
Grab my hand, pure insecure
Lead myself to a cure
Can’t just stay laying down of the fright off falling down
Like some fucking clown hiding from reality
My family thinks I’m weird and my friends think I’m weird
Maybe I have a stamp on my face where it says weird
Gotta find out more of myself
I have a long journey insight
That’s one thing I’m sure about
A flight to answers on my way
Every day I try to learn to live right
A mouth full of questions
Open for any kind of suggestions
Out to find out what real happiness is about
Want to stay out of this sickness
That infects every single people by the media
I don’t want to feel you’re needs
And I really don’t share you’re greed’s
And I really, really want to leave ya’ll
Live easily in some woods
Get my own food, not work for any of you
Money hungry dumb fools, drooling over more power
I just want to see flowers bloom in the summer
2x
If you live inside a dream
Prepare to flush away like a stream
Forget about the cream
You’ll end up like a feen
~~~War, Hate & Confusion~~~
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