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 to lead me right back to the start, running and to make me forget and to live and cope with the pain.
by the need to forget, you had all your dreams. running from your and regret, you wanted to their web.
by the fate you had met, you had turned pure need. tearing apart the net, you not able to hold back.
I will the machine, doing has to be done. I out what I have seen, and I start to run.
I suffocate my dream, the blood in my veins, to the machine, none of it remains.
but seemed to end up in endless circles, what had come right coming back over and over again. and everything seemed to lead me right to the start, running and running to me forget and to live and cope with the pain.
driven by the to forget, you had lost all dreams. running from your and regret, you to escape their web.
torn by the you had met, you had turned pure need. tearing apart the net, you were not able to back.
I had a machine, feeding on the to run. I was lost in a 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