I'm stuck in a cycle,
just a face with no name,
and I'm fading away,
waiting for tomorrow.
The more I look for peace,
the more I feel disturbed.
I'm living the anger,
I always denied.
Everyone is special,
so it's like saying that no one is.
I am the last hero for me,
I always failed.
Will you kiss the void?
Be the king and not the thief.
I am fighting for,
I am on the
roads of my own.
I know being is a gift,
so I choose not to be unfaithful.
Because if I reason to love,
I got a reason to kill.
And what's in for me,
they seem to be me.
It's the promise of heaven, leading me to kill.
Everyone has a destiny,
so it's like saying there's nothing special.
I am the last hero for me,
I always failed.
Will you kiss the void?
Be the king and not the thief.
I am fighting for,
I am on the
roads of my own.
Everyone
is a hero,
so it's like saying that no one is.
I am the
last * hero for me,
I always been.
Will you kiss the void?
Be the king and not the thief.
I am fighting for,
I am on the roads
of my own.