Turning left
to the uptown
Walk away from the sacred ground
Walk away to the parade of sins

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Turning right
Try to hold me down
Standing still wanting to be drowned
Have a faith to the clouds

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Socially
I'm a roundabout
Part of me might be a dead end
And the others leading straight ahead to the flow

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Hanging out
Could ever be gone wrong
Five seconds can be too much long
Heart attack take him down

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Visualize for how it was supposed to end
In time, not entirely knowing to concede about how to moving on
Falling stars hide the momentum
Then appears an imaginary nonsense

Am I still?
Am I?