Choosing a tape, I settle down the better mood Ignition is on ready for my inquietude I step for the road with no stop inside my head Leaving behind four
Diving in and diving out Between the past I lose myself to find Somewhere a path Giving the best of me I fall so blind Living my memories On present
Friend these words I write and think of you In all the pain my silence dragged you into I can't belive now, how could I have been so cold? To you my friend
So many times, I taste the flavor of defeat The ending line for a moment incomplete A broken voice, a broken heart, a broken sky I feel so aside Drop
I swallow hate from your betrayal and face deception flood Surrounded by the truth that things will never return Again, the same it?s not what used to
Close your eyes Free your reasons guide Take a breath of simple life Feel the air coming through your soul Dragging you into unknown For a while, just
All we are created Created with ambitions So different ways are taken by Different life submissions Freedom, career, money, priden Human relations,
Caught Caught Caught Caught I see the shame in you and makes me wanna smile The acts you disapproved now settle down your trial The moral of refuse
Don?t try to shape yourself On something you?re not Don?t try to break your point of view There is a right spot Don?t try to chain your attitude A reason
Prime Prime Prime Prime Prime I see the sun turning into shade I see the spark turning into violent flame I see the love turning into rage Givin'me
Fear, fear's a word that blends Feelings of a constant change upon a trail Gold, gold is memory throne That shines the strength to face the unknown That
I'm straight in line Like a machine Down numb's parade Now I have to be... like you Strictly deprived Of will, liberty I think about all the freedom
When I look into people They're looking into me How hard I try I cannot set free I close down in myself That's my protection But day after day Grows
Lost in the gutter a face behind the shame Just hangs for another Another hollow day Begging hands Modern man? Mystified Social plans Unknown undercover
Wake up man don't be afraid Of the story of your life See all these things we do Do you think they're right?! Think There's a time for us to learn To
It's just a matter of attitude What I'm going to talk about You may not believe it But you have the right to doubt You think you are a made man Who knows
Everyday I think those same fucking shits Trying to find out why mankind exists But everyday the answers are the same Answers that for me nothing explain
Holy lines Bible vine Spring almighty voice Shared faith Common grace Light upon a different choice Moral rules distinct tools Frame divine approach Modern