كلمات Dial 595-Escape

Could it be a new day? Fear in me so deep You push me out, I feel far The absence, close to me The otherside I crawl You push me out, I fall Heal my wounds with everything Away you complicate me Sick of cycles, drop to zero A while just like last times My least favourite re-run Sick of cycles, I bounce in grey Escape familiar home Memories remains alone Reality trapped inside The wicked descend - I hide Testing higher mentality I conquer myself through this A furious path to walk New space does exist beyond In silence I dwell Displeased Remain with the seed of unfulfilment "Try to remove obstacles as they appear" my master said "Don't look too far, you'll stumble before you're even there"