I want to say again
I’m sorry, sorry
I leave this words behind
A squared sheet
This ink contains a life
A story, story
Bloodstains of a man
Dead in a dream
He was looking for a better
Way to be alive without compassion
He was escaping from this empty
Lands and feelings
Shouting his pain without conviction
He was loosing sand inside his hour glass
I wanna say again
Don’t worry, worry
If I decide to go it’s all my fault
My keepsake is going to make you
Stronger, stronger
Don’t let yourself go
Try to esteem this man
That was looking for a better
Way to be alive without compassion
He was escaping from this empty
Lands and feelings
Shouting his pain without conviction
He was loosing sand inside his hourglass
