الكلمات الأصلية
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I need to get of my own head
To leave my whole past
Get new thoughts, new feelings a whole new life
I never wanted this one
These days neither do I see or hear
Heavy eyes are being held up by bloody fear
In my ears some buttons put a moderator
Making me enable of hearing
Today I'm shouting my pain out
For now, because of echoing the war
I didnt want this thing called living
I never wanted this thing called living
The nerves were drowned by tears and I
Was standing weak at my knees
Between concrete buildings
Where the gravel and sorrow are filling my lungs with darkness
Today I'm shouting my pain out
For now, because of echoing the war
I didn't want this thing called living
I never wanted this thing called living
Oh
I need to get of my own head
To leave my whole past
