Disbelief has captured my Inside
Since my enemy was unrestrained belief
I'm burning inside and I'm roaming on side
I can not stop to think
What a shame but for me it's a big deal
What for I lost my sleep?
Was it even what they call a "sin"?
No, I barely felt guilty
My issue is fear
I want isolate myself from stains
I want to rescue myself or maybe I should be killed:)
But I'm too weak for all of this
I can't rescue myself from painful but sweet memories
Conversely I 'm making them alive