Exciting, keep on fighting, I rather die trying
inclining, I'm climbing, this hill of pain
they say no pain no gain, but through those rains
and pains, what've I really gain, in exchange
just change to a state of rage, locked me to that cage
dunno whats da next page of my life.
did I really try to catch that air in my hand
in this land, I depend on thing they demand
but as the sand escape from your little puny hand
and you can never grab that thin air
broken to dispair, I dissapear, standing in mirror
I see nothing but camoulaflauged being in the city
what a pitty, feel so shitty, u gotta be hitting
me, but I won't stop, I'll keep on rockin till I die
I'll nevah give up but keep on try,
I'll walk the way they talk but never walked before.
I thats my way thats my mine for sure.
