Do or Die!

Die doing what you like
Or be a walking frustration
Your words I cannot hear
I don’t feel your intimidation

You say that is a stupid dream
A utopian piece of shit
You ridicule my fight
But I don’t care a little bit

I know that things can go wrong
And it’s very hard to smile
when doors are all closed
Lost in this upward spiral
In this chaotic little world
Maybe broken but never destroyed

Outside things can change
But I keep walkin’ my way
Prefabricated state of mind
Opinions made of clay

Here is nothing to fake
I’m on my way, here I come
I’m here and I’m alive
We’re on our way, here we come

I never waited an easy road
I know it’s a long ride
I love the harmony of the sound
'Cause It's what really keeps me alive

Here is nothing to fake
I’m on my way, here I come
I’m here and I’m alive
We’re on our way, here we come


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