Radioactive Scream کے بول

Sit with me under a tree Feel the universe talking to us By the wind I'm listening the wolves Hiding in their burrous Sleeping with the beats at the clock I'm stuck in the gears Running out of this time Running for my life My atomic voice Can you hear? My radioactive scream Life is a big repetition of many things Work, money, fights, love, illusion and disillusionment At twenty-one, I'm already tired Nothing seems much about learning something, you know? We who try to make meaning out of things Well, my meaning is music Is the only thing that feels like a real novelty Is where I can reinvent myself