When I was child I thought about my future I could be common guy With big family I didn’t need to Take this weight But now I guess That’s too late
Part II "Awakenings And Thoughts"
People always choose their ways, Nobody fights, somebody prays. I wanna get my space, The mind- it’s good place… You know I used to cry, But we was born and we will die. I make up stronger rules, It’s a fighting without muscles.
If you spit on my face, I will be nice! If you trip me up, I will say: “Thank you, guys”. Awakenings are rising, And they become my dream. Thoughts are coming across the sea, I’m the ship and that’s my steam.
The greedy look at the glass as in a mirror They only need silver to see themselves. The intolerant, the conservative think, They will save the order. Please go to hell, you’re wrong, I’m awoken and I make new order.
From this thought, the power has been got. The mask is removed, I’ve left the God. Without the friendship, like in the cage. I’m writing now, new life’s page. The sun is rising, shining on the gray. Throw up costumes, let start to play. I’ve just become me, and less comformist. It’s hard to see, looking by the mist.
Part III "The Expected Healing Of Personality"
The expected end, The mind is repaired. Let it sing chorus, Come on, my chorus! Let it be said: Healing of personality!
Part IV "New Core"
Hey… hey…
I’m looking at the sky, And I don’t ask again. I think the future is mine, Which won’t have the pain. Shining sun is dreaming, Smiling at the dawn. I’ve got new feeling Lying on the lawn. I’ve got new chance, (I’ve got new chance.) It’s my new core… It’s my new core!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
