Whenever I try to flee, it becomes even harder to breathe..
Too many shackles intertwined on both my hands and my feet
Just wanting me to be weak – no! I won’t go back to that seat.
Understanding emptiness, my dignity is now close to its death.
Feels nothing more but the taste of each of my mistakes springing the fret.
As long as I can hold this shit down, I won’t make any sound
Even if I hit the ground, invisible to the crowd
All of this, just allows the world to see my regrets
Even though it’s for the best, I still can’t get it off my burning chest.
All the swear that I said, all the doubts in my head
Keeping me locked in the pit of my secrets I have long gone put to rest
Lesson learned, after neglecting my duties
I ended simply crushing my remaining opportunities.
How I wish I can go back to the old days
Spending all of my best days
Now, there ain’t any unity, all is left is the mutiny
Against the monsters, I created, fed and supported..