A Leftover کے بول

The great balls of fire Controlling my inner self Filled with a desire To take iver my rational consciousness What a hell is happening inside my head? Once so well determined - now I'm just frail Uncertainty of constancy of my own state Is pushing me towards to a suicide By being a leftover to this society By feeling the fear and seeing it clear Through the desperation into a misery Estimation of the last day closing up near The other one of m hands tells me to get over with it The another one tries to prove that I am sick Where to seek the truth? How to be approved? By being a leftover to this society By feeling the fear and seeing it clear Through the desperation into a misery Estimation of the last day closing up near