I out, hit the street. take in air, the need. to it. yield to it.
I to yield control, I am not back. I not stay on track.
I out, and let go. to get lost, in the flow.
but seemed to end up in endless circles, what had come right before coming back and over again. and everything seemed to lead me back to the start, running and running to make me forget and to live and cope the pain.
by the need to forget, you had lost all dreams. from your pain and regret, you wanted to escape web.
torn by the you had met, you had into pure need. apart the last net, you not able to hold back.
I obey the machine, doing has to be done. I out what I have seen, and then I to run.
I suffocate my dream, the blood in my veins, to the machine, until of it remains.
but seemed to end up in endless circles, what had right before coming back over and over again. and seemed to lead me right back to the start, running and running to make me forget and to live and with the pain.
driven by the to forget, you had lost all dreams. running from pain and regret, you to escape their web.
torn by the you had met, you had turned pure need. tearing apart the net, you not able to hold back.
I had a machine, on the need to run. I was in a dark dream, my end to out the sun.
I had a machine, feeding on the to run. I ran a ravine, my mind was to come