It’s difficult to spread some feelings
While living in a fantasy
As long as he stares at
This dumb but wild reality
Away of life someone calls disease
Little boy is wrapping his thoughts to
Hand those presents out to the players who perform his role
Again, noticing no one ever really cares
Again, no one dares to share his path in which he
Wanders on and on, anyway what’s wrong real world is worse
It’s difficult to breed in loneliness
To be hermetically forsaken
It’s difficult to put across the hell you have been hooked
And break the chains of eternity
Blind,no,he can see, deaf,nohe can hear
Dumb,no,he can speak,numb for being in a glass palace
Again,where the doors are always closed
Again, i can see them slamming everywhere
Again,noticing no one ever really cares
Again,no one dares to share his path in which he
Wanders all alone,anyway what’s rong real world is worse
Hey mama, talk to me, hey daddy,make me free or let me in
Hey brother,yeah it’s me.hey sister,i’m scared to death
Blind
Again