Existence Of The Exile

Ok let's go!
Triple fingers in the sky
Ln the middle of suicide I don’t have time
Wait

Behind the phone be will survive
I dunno matter if you are guilty or na
You will be the only dumb
People scream freedom

But the networks say shut up
Cybersuicide look at the sky
See the stars and discovered the northside
Is a different site but never give a fuck

My mind don’t leave me fucking alone

The streets arе full of people with twisted hеads
Can not look back I must continue and fight

The only thing I have left
Is to smoke until I forget
I just want to free reach heaven

I will calm my demons I do not want to be
Part of that life
The darkness that welcomes me floods me
With wrong thought I will try leave the world

Without thinking about dead
Or the existence of the exile
Like the living dead arriving at offices
Without thinking of freedom