How Far?
My life is a circle,No beginning and no end.It's always repeating,A trail I defend to the time.
A misunderstanding ...That can't be erased like a file.I've got all I wanted,But still I'm not satisfied.
How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride?How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life?That turns around'Till I die,In the darkWith me.
Why am I sad? Why am I sad,When I have more that I ever had?
My life is too stable,I get no air,My jail is my skin.I'm false like a fable.That is being praisedFor its sin.
And once I am tryingTo follow the light then ...The bitch grips my feetPulls me down, underneath!
How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride?How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life?How deep will I have to fall before I find the will again?It's always repeating,The earth turns around and around'Till I die,Take the time,Missing me,With me ...