I get lost in my thoughts
The conscious dimension is scattered
I wanted to succeed at all costs
I now could not go any further
Attentiste
I don't know the taste of the will
I just see the colors of the ideas
I'm just sitting here, rotting
And I will never do anything
Light and weak, like a feather
I'm transported by the wind
Going through life
I don't watch her
Can I rise above this thing?
No
I don't know the taste of the will
I just see the colors of the ideas
I'm just sitting here, rotting
And I will never do anything
I will never be like you
I have so many issues
I know I can't keep it to
Save my life
I can't choose
Choose
I don't know the taste of the will
I just see the colors of the ideas
I'm just sitting here, rotting
And I will never do anything
Anything
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