Dirty ashtrays

Every morning
I wake up
Take my pills
I feel my eyes are out of specs
I hold my chaos
I hold my time
I'm free to burn my fears without all my lies

But in the end
My life is dead
In the end
It's only pain

Here we go
Follow the same voices
Inside my head
I can hear some noises
I don´t know
Where I can find my choices
Bleeding thoughts
Smoking dirty ashtrays

Out of rail
I reach the lines
I loose my faith
Searching secrets on the sand
I hold my steps
I hold my pride
I'm free to burn my fears inside all my mind