Dead-End - Becko

I became God before the storm now

I’m just a ghost, no reasons

No meanings, my hands are turning stones

Sand on my tongue, maybe I keep feeling bored

Tired to wake up, tired to rise up

When my timeless hope’s just gone

It’s suicidal, it’s a cycle

Am I finding myself again?

So take a breath and run as fast as you can

'Cause they just want you to feel dead

Time is over, I’m condemned

So take a breath, my scars and visions turning black

'Cause they just want you to feel dead

Time is over, it’s a dead-end

It’s suicidal, it’s a cycle

Am I finding myself again?

It’s suicidal, it’s survival

Am I finding myself again?

So they want me gored, my heart is dead, they crave my sore

No healing, no fightings

When my timeless hope’s just gone

My inside is dead, hiding something to feel numb

Tired to stay up, tired to come up

When my timeless hope’s just gone

It’s suicidal, it’s a cycle

Am I finding myself again?

So take a breath and run as fast as you can

'Cause they just want you to feel dead

Time is over, I’m condemned

So take a breath, my scars and visions turning black

'Cause they just want you to feel dead

Time is over, it’s a dead-end

It’s suicidal, it’s a cycle

Am I finding myself again?

It’s suicidal, it’s survival

Am I finding myself again?