Sometimes a wonder if you are something bad or something worse
I try to get high but I am a goat
It sounds so paraphrased
You gave me birth, you gave me wings
You gave me anything but breathe
I try to get out but I am in chain
It sounds so meditated
Do I get out?
Do I try to fall? Anymore?
Did you grow me?
Did you spit me out from your hell?
Sometimes I really cannot see
That I'm living like a chimp
But maybe my freaks begin to meet
My beauty and my wisdom
So it was all prepared
You were just a means
And now you're dying and I'm being born
I'm his son, his first born
A beautiful find
Do I get out?
Do I try to fall? Anymore?
Did you grow me?
Did you spit me out from your hell?
Sometimes I'm bad, Sometimes I'm worse
Finally I realize
I want to destroy, I want to raise flames
I am a new disaster