Testo di Oracle

Will I set sail again? I never thought that I would see the truth Confusion, seclusion, I am left in an empty room Build me up to crumble down again Don't let, don't let them in A voice behind the door says: Do not be afraid Do you trust your inhibitions To protect you along the way? Speak with honesty, no one's listening Too much regret made its way into my head And now I only see what the worst of me believes Will I set sail again? I never thought that I would see the truth Confusion, seclusion, I am left in an empty room Build me up to crumble down again Don't let, don't let them in I am the constant, my past is the problem Ridding myself of the excess My core is exposed Open up these wounds Lost in my atrophy I am divided by all that I am And all, all that I wanted to be God of dialect, have I overstepped the truth? What do I hold true? Each day a stupor, fade to the next God of dialect, have I disappointed you? I trust the process Too much regret made its way into my head And now I only see what the worst of me believes Will I forget what directions I've been led? Or find my own inside the notion that I won't be swayed? I won't be swayed I won't be swayed, I won't be