Our body won't keep us in for long.
Our body is rejecting us, but we refuse to feel it.

Our body is telling us something, something deep within our reach.
Our body is telling us to go, go within our needs.

But we refuse to feel it.
Our body is rotting, the days the wind blows the dusts of us go.

Our body is telling us something...

Deep within the self, not one can fulfil by self.