Better Times Lyrics


You're stuck in vicious habits that push you down

No way to go, no destination to reach

You're a slave of your own fake truths

How will you ever get up?

Stuck to matter while your soul rots

How will you ever feel the life?

Allow yourself to see

You are not the victim!

Hangman of his soul

Crawling in self-pity as he abandons his own blood

Allow yourself to see

You are not the victim!

There is still time to reunite yourself

Leave those wax wings and start walking

The Sun warms us all, but burns those who tries to touch it