I an*lyze the things you think
You don't want to be a prototype
An inner mind is posing trapping all outside
Stripping off the pride
I start to stop losing you flee the emptiness
Following the footprints lead me to the stones
I steal a car I drive too fast
Good evening I close my eyes
I start mourning
I cannot reach the hand
You want me to hold
I start crawling on my hands
I start mourning
I cannot teach the man
Who brought me there
Haunting my own I don't know
At last I am sitting here
The clock is ticking time is pa**ing
I agree to move to the first day
You bring your friend from your place
I start to stop losing you to seek the emptiness
Following the footprints lead me to the stones