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I used to pay for the nightmares of the day

But nothing held me tight ’cause I believed in myself

The messengers of scorn were my worst enemies

But nothing made me bleed

The ghosts were calling my name, a call from grave

I believed in my own idol, I won again

The tragedy stopped, my wounds are still here

But I breathe again

My pride could survive, I am a complete man

And this is the point

I had built my grave following their emptiness

But nothing held me tight ’cause I believed in myself

The teachers gave me lessons but they didn’t know themselves

So nothing made me bleed

The tragedy stopped, my wounds are still here

But I breathe again

My mind is alive, I use it for me

And this is the point

Now I am the lover of my life

In this dark and cold life, I am the light

I breathe again, I live again