I don’t really have a choice
I don't really have a friend.
I don't really have a gun
Maybe I should run
But my secret is a heavy load
There are many more steps to take on this road, take on this road

I don't really have time
I don’t want longer to lie
Or give you false hopes.
I am already at the top
As lonely as I need to be
Take me free, take me free

Others shout below “do not jump”
But they do not understand anything
All my life too far away from me
They are like puppets, they are like a puppets only
Simulations of my reality
Bones without the spine, the last straw, the last straw, the last straw
As lonely as I need
I’m here
My songs are tearing my head apart
I don’t want any notes anymore
I leave a trace but only for you
Singing for the last time As lonely as I need Just I’m not here

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