Who deicide? Who is the judge here? I'm not guilty and you make me feel like it Even more Choosing the answer, but it's not enough Having the true, just in my veins Walking by woods, taking a road Surviving like a soldier, having scars, more scars I was walking in broken stones. Scrubs were befogging my view again, where I'm going Choosing the answer, but it's not enough Having the true, just in my veins, without a reason, leaving a breathe and years going on The only thing that i can do Is try it even the roots every time are more deep I feel trapped and i can't see more than broken desires Living in my sickness . (Wake up!!) Only why? (Wake up!!) Choosing the answer, but it's not enough Having the true, just in my veins Walking by woods, taking a road Surviving like a soldier, having scars, more scars The only thing that i can do Is try it even the roots every time are more deep I feel trapped and i can't see more than broken desires