Tiny-Y-Son - Voodoocomplex

I can't forget every fuckin' step
within these four walls a fallacy itself to remind
of every single breath I took for you
it's got me wrapping up in shame

the devotion of silence embellish every day
wake me up
the reflection of distrust always on time
to proclaim I'll die

the solid state of brick you call heart
won't crush me anymore it was always you
the better me a lifeless party and I'm still the king of gutters
supposed to rot in here that´s more than shame

brand-new me I'm not missing any second
nice wish it's growing sorrow every second

bury this place it´s the source of the worst
nightmare you spill these spitefull dreams
this place is dead