We’re born alone, we die, alone
There’s no one to call, I’m own my own
The flowers hold my scars, like they know my bruise
In my heart there’s bleeding, my veins stopped feeding
Angry up front , like I’ve been so wronged
Breathing so heavily, like I’ve lost my bravery
They know I’m stuck, they see no luck
For I’m stunted, but closer to my dead end
How did I move then? You should know how to pretend
I’m not sick, I’m ill, paying less of my mess
I’m in a red light, given the green light to pull the trigger,
While you feel better when you figure out what you want,
But sometimes you shake, because the end is soon,
Getting closer to it, I know how it gonna sink, when my world ends
Ⓜ️akaveli