Recreate the existence
I feel like i am my own alterego
My past is being greets me back from the yesterdays
- loser impression dominance -
Drifting away from me step by step further
Somebody else lives inside me
And the door was opened for grey-shaped ages
Prepared answers
Cultivate the relationships of mine
My bias against me is suffocating
Do i try to escape from something invisible?
More questions are born
The search of the way out is drowing into desperation
I used to be myself
But i know i am someone else
Conclusion of my failures
My character is trapped
In a giant tombstone tower
So i recreate my existence
Recreate the existence
Recreate it myself
Recreate the existence
Recreate for myself | 
