I dont understand I thought i had a plan, a way I got born into this wasteland Shot into this quicksand I want to name it a no man´s land But everyone want´s to claim the right And they fight I have trouble understanding. They hand me this brand Then commanding me to do "an expanding" In this world where everyone is grandstanding Im trying to throttle down to make this landing One thought scares me That this might be everlasting.
!M just a little one who´s in progress, far from finished...