Paroles de Open World

And I face my own real self Broken in an open world My heart beats a groove of grief Bleeding to God in a path of pain Rhythms of anguish and desolation Move me into mournful consciousness While I still believe in a better tomorrow Anxiety is on its way to consume And I face my own real self Wounded in an open world My eyes stare into one black hole Seeing stationary state of affairs A tragic life with unused obsessions Forming a torrential malevolence While I'm still heading towards a light ahead Apprehension is on its way to devour But I am grateful knowing that I'm alive And that I'm grateful to be here