I gotta bed full of  wonders and and room full of silence.
Idont know why but it drives me crazy,
It's like I'm tired of this  place and I just wanna move out already..
I'm tired of earth
I'm sick with myself
My room is silent it never speaks what the hell?
And sense were talking bout hell that's the only place I don't wanna go.

My prayers is the only thing that talks to me in this room.

I'm ready to go
I'm ready to move
Is it cool if I was over there with you?
I'm really thinking now and I'm own the edge my chair,
I'm not looking but when that door open I'm out of here..
I just pray I'll be grounded and it will all work out for the best, that I won't be a nusense  but a brother something like a heir.