A Vulnerable Mind
When I rewind back in time
I usually find a vulnerable mind
nurtured by the environment
tortured by the environment
the spectacles I wear of perception
sometimes leads to dangerous deceptions
realizing the fake
faking the reality
I usually find a vulnerable mind
nurtured by the environment
tortured by the environment
the spectacles I wear of perception
sometimes leads to dangerous deceptions
realizing the fake
faking the reality
when I rewind back in time
I usually find a vulnerable mind
I see what I want to
I feel what I want to
do I really want to
I find myself bind by chains
chains of experiences
chains of feelings
chains originated from a chain of events
chains following a fixed pattern
I try to break the chains
the more I strike,more I stuck
the more I strike,more I stuck
when I rewind back in time
I usually find
I am not I
you are not you
then who the fuck
are we pretending to?
I usually find
I am not I
you are not you
then who the fuck
are we pretending to?
sometimes I laugh at you
your fixed reactions to actions
but soon I realize
I am one of you
en lighting the patterns
by following them
your fixed reactions to actions
but soon I realize
I am one of you
en lighting the patterns
by following them
here exists the irony....