In a War - Y'akoto

Said I’m used to being alone

I don’t give a damn

I can handle my own

Walking home with the moon

I’m feeling orange and blue

Where my hands are cold

It is clear that I’m paranoid

Can’t admit I lost what I avoid

I didn’t even notice him until he came to me

Stood in front of me

And then he raised his hands

Took off his glance of fear

And he jumped the fence

And made it loud and clear

That I’m in a war, in a war with myself

I knew that he was dangerous

So I treated him like everyone else

But the guns had dropped there

Magic enough

What a shame

My thoughts

Was blocking me

Was shocking me

Was provoking me

I couldn’t even hide no more

I had to be what it had to be

I’m in a war

I’m in a war, fighting with myself

I’m in a war that I’m fighting with myself

No, no, no…