The guards
Eyes on you with every step you take
Wake up, you're bleeding

You're dead
The song
Stuck inside your head is all you hear

It's brutal, this life
This death
And you don't know why you're here

In the summer

Back home

Love the joy of making mistakes
Wake up, hear that song
Your song

Sit back
Relax, and don't think twice before you act
The cycle, has started

Again
And you love it just the same
For now


The tree
Looks alike, I guess it's part of me

Four hours,
For hours