I ask myself some questions
My brain is out of steam

I feel guilty for what surrounds me
And grateful for what happens to me

The balance of this black hole
Goes on drawing my heart in

I wipe the fear from my brow
And sadness on my cheeks
I do great things
But do I feel any better?

Much better?
Then, why?
Much better?

Conscience has to be sober
Every single day, I must think carefully
None of these choices is made better by the dread I felt.

Just try to make up
With the child that I used to be.

Constant need for clarity,
Can I find it in any way?

Any way!


Then, why?
Much better?

Ooohh
Can I find it in any way?


Do I feel like I'm doing this for nothing?
Am I a bit scared of my surroundings?
Shame takes hold of me and
It crawls while it's growing
Its damn looking at me
I'm looking to set me free!

I'm sinking
I'm drowning
Feel lonely and so crushed

I'm shaking
And frightened
Feel the shiver from my back to my neck.

I'm sinking
I'm drowning
Chokes me cause I am lost


Run away
Desolate to shattered


It used to work for me !

Conscience has to be sober
Every single day, I must think carefully
None of these choices is made better by the dread I felt.

Conscience has to be sober
Every single day
Conscience has to be sober
Every single day