Tank

A life astray

Tank
My cells are burning, suffering their noxious wrath
Each time I take a breath
It's like a thousand knives
Were stabbing my chest
All this shit in my mind
Is locked up inside
And only I know the fucking reason why

The fear to lose everything I fought for
The fear to disappoint and hurt everyone

How not to be afraid at all?

Bodies are moaning, echoes of self-revolutions
My cells are burning, suffering their noxious wrath

But how to go straight on
With the sword of Damocles hanging over my head?
How not to be afraid to lose everything?
Being spat from this life I've always fought for

The fear to lose everything I need
The fear to disappoint and hurt everyone

Meaningless misfortune
I’m the hostage of my fate

A body that urges and a head full of dreams
The nagging feeling of having a debt to something or somebody
Why do I have to prove and get up more than the others?
Just want to hear the bell and get off the ring

What a strange feeling to feel better
Thanks to others misfortune
Useless retaliation
And finally a life astray

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