Great Depression

In little words
Was enough to say that we are so naïve
We are falling to the ground
So pull yourself together
The final battle is coming
But don’t worry
The answer that we seek
Is on my chest
You will not find someone better than you

Find yourself
We will not find someone better than us
In this great storm

Tonight will be the last time then I will take my
Dreams and nightmares far away
I filled my blood with anger
And I have something more say
All you left is pain
Nothing more for us, it’s all that they say
All I see is pain
Pain is something that we need to break

All you left for us is emptiness
Are we doomed?

And now

Don’t worry
The answer that we will seek
Is on your chest
On my chest