The Corrector - Den Kozlov

Lost in the world

By Ajah Thiong

Take me through before I lost my mind

Take me around the scares I pass through

Make this scares secure my veins and pains

Littering inside my heart and putting worries into my soul

Lost in the world retreated the restricted tears with dread

Feeling abundant in a lost world and been left alone in the dawn sight

Seriousness wondering and pulling me under the dark light of a world

Making me bleed through the warns of wonders around me

Don’t take my heart before I ask you to

Don’t blind into before I ask you to

Take my lost in the world before I tells you to

Bring love in before I ask you to

Take my hands before we get lost in this world

Because I have been living with this shadows in my soul

Bleed my sorrows away from my heart before I ask you to

Take these unrest pains far away to another side before I get you to

Making relief in a warned soul of mind before I get to

Lost in the world without your hands in my soul

Bring me back before I ask you to

Taking back my world before I lost in it

Safe me before I kill myself

Rescuer my life before I take it away

Love is making me loss so much into my heart

I can’t breathe probably because this isn’t