So many hours, to go on, to go on
and still cannot, feel I've done my purpose
cause life itself is an endless dream
where you can´t live without getting sick
sometimes I feel fears are just a giant hoax
that impede us to become what we want
I know I can wipe out and get rid...of
my own fiends and my drifter need
Look inside, you
for this you are fighting for?
for pain
and die
after all?