Same old bullshit like every day,
I don’t see in these times my way,
Everything is so damn complicated,
No that’s not the routine I wanted.
It’s cold and I can feel the storm,
The air here is static and warm,
I can hear the warnings inside the wind,
But I have other things in my mind.
I’m not fighting anymore it’s over now,
The time of defeat has come I know,
A last breath and my fight is over,
Only a memory on a magazines cover.
I just want to rest,
I just want to sleep,
I just want to fade away…
I don’t see in these times my way,
Everything is so damn complicated,
No that’s not the routine I wanted.
It’s cold and I can feel the storm,
The air here is static and warm,
I can hear the warnings inside the wind,
But I have other things in my mind.
I’m not fighting anymore it’s over now,
The time of defeat has come I know,
A last breath and my fight is over,
Only a memory on a magazines cover.
I just want to rest,
I just want to sleep,
I just want to fade away…