Its a mistake
But I enjoy to walk on it
Its a wrong way
But there is nothing i can say

There's one thing comes to mind..
Upset... Sad and troubled
Thinking that there is no chance
Wondering if there's still minute less
Or even time to reverse the day
Return to where it begins
And end it before it start
The beginning is about to begin
But Its better to end
Let it die before it blooms
Because this heart doesnt want the knot
This feet just want to run from the spot

Its happy to know, we will be away...
Its lucky to think, I wont have to say
Voices inside the head, echoes in the heart
And there's no space enough to contain
Let it burn, let it be gone
Because it doesnt say that we are bound
And there's no place to run
I'm buried down under the piles of rubble
And somehow, I feel lucky
Thank you for the pain... thank you for the struggle
Because that's the story of my life...

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