The suffering's here. The wait is gone. The streets are filled. Wiath a hollow song. Got a new death. It lurks outside. Follows me home. Waiting for me.
Won't somebody tell me. Is it worth to live a life. If you're not connected to your brother soul. It's so easy. Easy if you open up your mind. . You swear it's the bad luck.
As I lie awake, amidst the silence, I think about the places you might be,. although the feeling`s not gone, I know it`s you I`m far from and this. loneliness is consuming me..