Roaming through the streets
From dusk to dawn on foggy nights
Distant noise that seems to call your name
And no one else
Remains of dreams exposed
And waiting for so many likes
No one seems to care
This world is so unfair

The writings on the walls are gateways
Far from their lonely lives
Take them out somewhere
To feed the dreams of someone else
Only time will tell
Who will share those daily lies
No one left to blame
No one satisfied

Come to me
Take my hand and follow me
Why don’t you come with me?

Little kings spread their filthy wisdom words
For those who never mind
Oppressing the whole world
Safely behind closed bedroom doors
Evil spirits mesmerized by their passive way of life
Dying all alone
Live on streaming sites

Come to me
Take my hand and follow me
Why don’t you talk to me
Hold my hand and come with me

Come to me
Take my hand and follow me
Why don’t you come to me
Hold my hand and follow me