My time has come
And all the guises are about to fall
An innocent mind manipulated by so many wishes to debunk
Is it a game of false or real?
Just one more soul in this fake world

Hear, my scream
Is that a sign of my hopeless soul?
In this dream
I can’t wake up without losing control

All ideals I once had
Now they let me down
This deception is so rare
To me

Happiness is not for sale in a store
Fulfillment is not a blinder to your thoughts
Happenings are not just senseless ways to go
Foolishness will let you down and weak your cause


Por: Bianca David.