everything is full, it's too much, this crowd, this accumulation, i have to get out of here, i have to get out of here, get out of my head, hide from myself. So I flee in my thoughts and take myself with me, this time really, I take the first step. There I see it, the light of the end, my end or the end of chaos. Chaos in my head everything is full, it's too much, this crowd, this accumulation, I have to get out of here, I have to get out of here, get out of my head, hide from myself. Damn I've been running in circles........ Are you trapped in your head ? Does the foreseeable, always the same, repeat itself ? Do you love chaos or do you want to escape it? The everyday or emotional/mental chaos? - Lyrithea