The grey clouds obliterate the light blue sky
They're approaching quickly
The sloppy and filthy streets are
The streets are reflecting
Reflecting the human condition
Everywhere I look I can only see narrow alleyways
The bridges are burning
No chance to heal the wounds, no time-out from the selfish world
The cold environment is looking at me
In hopes (fucking getting) of getting answers
I close my eyes to stop the time, to forget all this misery
Where am I?
Where's the place where the roses still grow?
I can't hear through these hazy words anymore
Is this the reality or just my perception?
Wait for a sign but you can't see me
Through this blurred visibility
But I can see you
The fear in your face
The fluttering eyelid
But you can't hide
You can't
I perceive there is a way out
This might be a solution that cures the world
Can't you feel it?
Can you really see it?
So shout out, convince me
Step up!
So step up
Step up
You're the gunman
I am just the bullet shot from your gun now
Shot!
I am just a bullet shot from your gun
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