Underground

Living underground
like a zombie in the night,
losing my ideals,
losing for what to fight.
Dismissing all around,
I’m the general of my dark light.

I’ve started the walk in the way I found.
But once I’ve stopped my brain around.
I can not talk. I’m feeling down,
I need some dope. I want to be high.

Cause I am losing my proud,
in the way I found
by some haters I’m surrounded
Cause I am being a cloud
the song of life without sound,
the fog of drugs is around.

Trying to hide the problems,
trying to hide the reality.
But trying I live unconscious
losing my vitality
So trying I get more troubles,
and I preferred to not see

Such a dark way of life,
need some coke to seams alive,
need some drugs to kiss the sky.
Always needing something but not my life

Can I fly to somewhere?
Can I try to be someone?
Can I buy the ticket to nowhere?
Cause here I don’t see the light of the sun.