As you and me stand alone in the mountain
In the morning
Tell me your thoughts
Tell me that I’m wrong
If it was all wrong the first time
It’s the last time?
Looks like I’ve been born unbelieving
An unbeliever…
Do you want more of me?
Or is this the first and the last time?
Leave the things as it was before…
Tell me I’m innocent
That these acts are not of my charge
To many fools to be punched up
And the life just has chosen me
I just tried to make the right things
It was innocent, only innocent
But I waited for too long
Now I’m imprisoned in my own mistakes…
I waited too long
And don’t have seen it coming.
My own fears made this Mountain
I want to live in the open…
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