Run Ego - goto eight

Bae I’m got no space

To admit ur grace

To forget about aims

I should go away

To the war I’ve seen

To the lands I’ve had dream

Bae I can’t heal this wound

Leave right away

Make deal with god

Voices telling me

You’re doing right

You’re doing right

Bae I can’t leave you

But my demons wouldn’t leave me too

They got me deep in my heart

And there’s nothing

I can’t lose, I should move

But they wants me to choose

And I’ll go slowly down

By my zeal, by your side

But now it doesn’t matter

My shot at being better

I don’t need a fucking reason

To make a fruitful season

Now every day I wake up

And feel the pressure

They say: «you dumb, insane»

It’s not the f

And why don’t you get

Fuck demons in your head

And fuck what do they say

Find the way out

Make them to doubt

Make them to doubt

Make them to doubt

Make them to doubt

Bae I’m got no space

To admit ur grace

To forget about aims

I should go away

To the war I’ve seen

To the lands I’ve had dream

Bae I can’t heal this wound

Leave right away

Make deal with god

Voices telling me

You’re doing right

You’re doing right

Bae I can’t leave you

But my demons wouldn’t leave me too

They got me deep in my heart

And there’s nothing

I can’t lose, I should move

But they wants me to choose

And I’ll go slowly down

By my zeal, by your side