It´s no longer an option.
I can´t lose...

I´m walking down this...
in this large park...

I´m sick of lying
in the road letting...

Stuck in the shadows
wanting to hide away...

It is the whit star in
the night that shines so brightly...

Lost in the way of hate
wondering what is it that I did wrong...

No one walks in life
without having steppind...

Once upon a time
there existed only me...

I´m sick of lying
in the road letting...

You ask me if I think of you
when you are not here...

There could almost be
a moment when...

Though life can hit me,
though not all sunsets...