Anti-Systematic

My Dreams
I'm 15 years old and all my hope is dead pushing back these rising tears What's part of this? World is for real Where is the Goddamn truth? Take back the sky From they who thought They could own Mother earth And all the life And creation You can laugh But I sense it always No sleep for days From this gray city With all the ambition I want to embrace my dreams Take away all my hope With your boredom Fall into the trapp Letras de cancionesOf depression I hate this place That you created The need of evolving Keeps on pushing How can it be for real? This world we live in No sleep for days It is all floating away From Letras Mania