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Clouds inside my head
Hiding the truth, raining on my dreams
storms in my heart trying to show me the real me
Is it my soul or my body ?! what a silly symphony !!
The red poisen had given up the fight with that sharp knife ....what a life !!!
Why is everybody staring at me
Are they playing that symphony ??
I didn't want them to look at me,
but to see through me
It's my soul not my body
which made me always proud of me
Why aren't they taking it seriously ??
It feels like you're dying in front of a laughing crowed
of insane clowns with illusive eyes and bloody knives
But they are not to blame
because they haven't commited the crime
They were just waching you die ...
And they were laughing ....so loud
were they happy cuz you left ???
or were they just pretending that ??!!!