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
