| I'm just tired of staying here | |
| oppressed by time going by and growing old | |
| I'm just not smiling since too much time | |
| waiting to leave or to die | |
| and joy is gone weeping away cracks of time | |
| all this pain I embrace inside | |
| going up the river of time | |
| I'm waiting to become a child | |
| and I'll hold on in this dark noisy room | |
| and I'll clean up this fucked mind | |
| there's just too much darkness in my disease | |
| looking for happiness into the falling leaves | |
| I would smash this starkness with the hope for the future | |
| encountering me in a sunny day | |
| "Hello how're you?" I would say | |
| all me shining inside | |
| like when I was a boy |