The corroding function by Still water to rain
I thought everything would be ok, every damned thing would find its way. But innocence is gone, there is nowhere to hold on... Look yourself and tell me “this is what I wanted to be”. Bought and sold, used but feeling useless... Is this what you planed? A sleepy mind and foreign hands? It hurts to see we only are like one to dig a common grave. It hurts to built what we must break... Thumbs down, nothing's left to change. To runaway seems the only escape. Thumbs down, you speak your shit and we submit. We need no path, we need no shepherd. Freedom by control ain't freedom... Invisible chains and written fate... Don't you fucking see it? I need to erase this existence, this threat. Can't silence this voice stucked in my head...