Lyrics: Fuat Okatan
Music: Paul Van de Calseijde
I’m burning bridges
Certainly hurting my best interests
I keep losing grip over the past, the present
Tomorrow especially keeps me restless
I’m wide awake and I can’t sleep
Afraid of nightmares
How many more hours need to be passing in this silence
Am I becoming dismissive to all my bad habits
Are you seeing what you expected when you recall
The first time we met each other before?
My demon’s speak a different language
I wasn’t expected to make it apparent
I’m losing my head in the midst of my hopes while
I’m asking my high to keep me from crashing
I can’t seem to decide where I’m headed
Tired of being exhausted and manic
My mind is dealing with losses I haven’t
resolved by the moment I dealt with my adolescence but
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My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
Discouraged and out of new chances
To change or finally perish
It’s empty and shallow, I’m asking my shadow
To stop haunting me for my blessings
Back in the days when I felt so irrelevant
And my words worth as much as the sentiment
Turning new chapters escaping the evidence
That making out of the gutter seems prevalent
I’m turnin’ new chapters,
I’m learning my lessons
I came from the bottom and buried these lectures
With a permanent stop on searching for answers
I’m moving forward to continue these efforts
struggling, dealing with anger management
Permanent scar on my face from my recklessness
I’m fighting my way through the people that challenge this
Only to end up losing all of my leverages
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My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home (just trying to go)
My mind is filled with hatred that I just never resolved
And I don’t talk a lot because I cannot deal with the remorse
It’s evident that for most of the time I’m a walking embarrassment
That’s overshadowed by his actions as the remaining sentiment
Self-reflection through a shattered mirror to see where the cracks begin
I’m tryin’ to find out how I turned this ugly
Pass the medicine
Is it because I can’t see how much you could love me
Or is it because I just can’t tell where the ending is.
I changed a lot,
**** it and said I was changing the plot
I took it upon all of myself and
I faced the dark like I was just walking all blind
**** all these memories holding my shattered dreams
I was just driving how did I survive?
Matter of fact how I managed to gather myself back on track
Got me feeling inspired
Back to the drawing board drawing these pictures
I’m sketching you falling off
Told me I might as well go back to bottom floors
Not surprised I’m still alive, I could’ve lost my cause
Since ninety eight became twenty five
I’m delivering every twenty four
So that’s the reason why you won’t miss me
when Fuat arrives I’m going for it all
Throw it up
Who am I looking for
My eyes are the window
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My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
My eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
(You know) my eyes are the windows to my soul
The direction of the wind is something only god knows
I’ve tried to become who I have been looking for
I’m stuck at this crossroads just trying to go home
Well I devote myself to be everything I desire
Not who I can be but at least I’m aware that I’m still alive
Not a day goes by without feeling my days are expired
My highs continue to keep me falling while I try to rise