parole :
BLIND
Are you ready?
This place inside my mind, a place I like to hide
You don´t know the chances. What if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don´t know the chances. I´m so blind
Another place I find to escape the pain inside
You don´t know the chances. What if I should die?
A place inside my brain, another kind of pain
You don´t know the chances. I´m so blind
Deeper and deeper and deeper as I journey to
Live a life that seems to be a lost reality
That can never find a way to reach
My inner selfesteem is low
How deep can I go in the ground that I lay?
If I don´t find a way to see through the gray that clouds my mind
This time I look to see what´s between the lines
I can see, I can see, I´m going blind..
I´m blind