Cry کے بول

But...We look in the mirrors And sees just a sick world Those make me lose the desire to live And this place… **Your world…is not my world **Faith…ignorance… **Imagination **Your God is not my God… This is your life… your cold touch Me and the world in constant battle All your war…all your darkness I'm just one…I'm just one *And I will be denied in your world *But the oppression makes me a coward I don't know to be somebody I don't know to cry… I don't know to feel… No I don't to be as you… I don't know to be somebody I don't know to cry… I don't know to feel… I don't have a good explanation I hate the prison that life made I cannot live, I cannot die Make me love the peoples And this tears… I want to like of all this Let me see you smiley I want to see some happy Make me alleviate, I want to cry I do not want to be the reason that lacked Your cold touch gave a life to me Bring me from the depths Let's go with me We don't need of nothing, of nobody…