Sozim

I'm a bit of a lone wolf, I always go it alone
Since I was a kid I have had friends, but I feel alone
My problems are mine, I will solve them alone
I'm not a crutch for the worms, that's why I go it alone

Feeling cold, in an eternal void
Only those who know me have seen how distant my gaze is, uncle
I'm not from here, I don't feel like I'm an integral part of the work
I see myself as a stranger in a snake pit, it sucks
My thoughts are more rotten than what's left of the fair
I write and record, in the hope that someone will want them
I'm not going to smile just to be social
Becoming a real fake, for the fakes this is real
And that's my curse: To walk alone in the crowd
With all the uncertainties poisoning the heart
If each person is alone, I'm alone
Watching the idiots get lost because they have nothing to put on the line
I go like the bandits that the city hides in the deserted alleys
Sulking like a mouse, afraid of anything that comes close
But it's me, suspicious and fearful
With a bad-tempered countenance, the most dangerous of the harmless ones
Sulking, I think a lot of shit
Many people ask if I'm okay, but few care about the answer
The agonies of the hill are increasing
The more I get to know people, the more I like my dog
Opposites do not attract, I see the worms that betray each other
I go alone with headphones, in the car of my peers
Looking at the stripes on the asphalt, I think the following
For someone who wants to live a hundred years, I'm already pretty sad at twenty
I was sent back to complete the mission
Not to become a loser, to collect frustration
The option? Reduce the number of people around
There will be less disappointment and it will be much better
Under the light of mercury, working on some fucked up stuff
If it were possible to explain, I would have already understood
Trust is an ungrateful woman in an orgy
But thank God, I've never been one to get lost with bitches!

I'm a bit of a lone wolf, I always go it alone
Since I was a kid I have had friends, but I feel alone
My problems are mine, I will solve them alone
I'm not a crutch for the worms, that's why I go it alone

I love and hate the street, in that
The thing is like an artery: It has several bacteria in it
For her, I wear a cap with headphones
Lonely like someone who knows he doesn't have much beyond his own name
At this time, many people sleep in front of the TV
Again, I'm crossing the dawn
Born alone, you will die alone! To believe this, it costs nothing
Worse than it seems fair to me
Lost headlights, like surrendered glances
They illuminate, they confuse, but they go away, abandoning us forgotten
Leaving hate, love, faith, uncertainty
Who knows? The night is a box of surprises
Give in to illusions and whoever finds himself, gets lost with the losers
It's just one life for several game overs
Moscow, changed the subject, failed, BOOM!
Another sad ending to another common story
Your bro is quadriplegic because of a burglar
Who forgot how harmful it is to drive drunk
And now all that's left is to whisper that it's awesome
With a distant look, inert, in a wheelchair
Forever without exit
Uncle, I live intensely knowing that nights are short like lives
Like dark dreams or nightmares
By the way, speaking of which, it looks like I haven't been sleeping