Phantom
Thougths are swirling in my head.
I can't understand any of them.
Sometimes I have a strange impression,
That I go, where I should not.
I disappear at night,
Like a vampire in a light.
Don't follow me,
Because it may end bad.
Sometimes I'm not, sometimes I am.
I disappear like a phantom, which sometimes I am.
Phantom is not the freedom.
I think it's just a punishment,
Punishment for hurting myself,
For thinking only about me.
I don't feel like I'm in heaven,
Although I fly in my thoughts.
It's a punishment for hurting myself...
Feelings are mixing in my heart.
I can't control any of them.
I try to understand my fate,
But all I know is hate.
I am totally real,
Although I don't feel so.
My hope is gone,
And now I stand here all alone.
If there's one thing I know,
It is I, who should be gone too.
Phantom is not the freedom.
I think it's just a punishment,
Punishment for hurting myself,
For thinking only about me.
I don't feel like I'm in heaven,
Although I fly in my thoughts.
It's a punishment for hurting myself...
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