Nothing but a creativeless purpose thinking
Why me? Why should I carry this burden so long?
Now I must throw my schedule away, I have a commitment
A dozen of millions thoughts to be alone with
They're trying to put myself in the right place
Although they don't know what is right or wrong

Just speak to me the language of despair
And tell me that nobody cares
Let me feel a little bit more of your courage given
I still have a desire of no more living
Perhaps it would cheer me up to go down with no warning
And people would realize looking around the unwanted mourning
Bury me fearless, feed the worms with my flesh
Transcribe the words in these lines
Describe my agony, pain and cries
Dirty them with my own lies

Without further ado, I have a long bridge to walk on
I don't know where this would take me
But to feed that feelings of homecoming
I'd walk the road until my legs break
I learned to be patient with my life
But in hand I'm still holding the knife
A really hardwork for an anxious one
It still hurts inside, an endless moan
What decision to make, which path to take

Therefore, I intend to be alone with myself, with my thoughts
And solve my own inner conflicts
Even it's a hard decision to make or a long path to take
Thanks for this tête-à-tête with just one head
And may creative would show up again to play
I wish these lies come true one day
And I would tell anyone I've reached my own way
Even they don't hear me or know what I say