I keep trying to find my way out of the maze of memories
I don’t want to be stuck here for eternity
I almost forgot who I was but came to my sense
Am I still the pawns of their fucking game
My eyes aren’t open wide enough
Or is it that my fear that makes me afraid
To speak
I never would've thought the words I wrote on a stone
Would have me on the other side of earth on a stage
My eyes aren’t open wide enough
Or is it that my fear that makes me afraid
To speak
I know I can’t hide this time, against the current
Test of times
I can’t hide do what we must in constant compromise
I’m at the certain age when pressures start
to breaking me down
I’m focused now, I can think back through life
So many days and nights with bleeding ink paper
This structure keep pushing me down
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