I Start Mourning - Davos

I analyze the things you think

you don’t want to be a prototype

an inner mind is posing trapping all outside

stripping off the pride

I start to stop losing you flee the emptiness

following the footprints lead me to the stones

I steal a car I drive too fast

good evening i close my eyes

I cannot reach the hands

you want me to told

I start crawling on my hands

I cannot teach the man

who brought me there

haunting my own, my own I don’t know

At last I am sitting here

the clock is ticking time is passing

I agree to move to the first day

you bring your friend from your place

I start to stop losing you to seek the emptiness

following the footprints lead me to the stones

I cannot reach the hands

you want me to told

I start crawling on my hands

I cannot teach the man

who brought me there

I cannot reach the hands

you want me to told

I start crawling on my hands

I cannot teach the man

who brought me there

haunting my own, my own I don’t know