Alone
I always want to be alone But I can’t do such things on my own So how? Let me get out of this dirty crowd Wanting to live alone Without money on my own I should know about that Who should give me a pat? I should know how that works I should not be afraid of ghosts I have dreams for my life It’s whether I die or live alone and go on with my life I don’t want to hear those words filled with profanity Waiting for me to be free Where's the key? I’m in this cage made of dead trees Surrounded by dirty people I know them all Can I achieve it? Should I still believe? But I don’t want to give up When I’m seeing my dream from above © Domar Esmabe
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