Disbelief, anger and envy, simple words of longing, grapping stronger hold from my throat. Grapping colder, getting nearer Choking by this unrefreshing pain, swallowing the tears of mine, it's a mistake when I think of leaving, from this struggling dreaming Anytime, anywhere, when I'm dreaming I'm awake, nothing says that I could be wrong, but something says inside that I do wrong Flying so high whaen my feets are on the ground, drowning in shame, drowning in shame because I can't do, nothing what I want to do.