T.R.T.L. - Gurd

Insane it’s insane

What is trapped in my brain

I’m about to lose control

I’m about to be no more

This cannot be true

That I’m going to do

Once again what can take your

F*cking mind but you don’t know

The reason to live

Is the reason to die

If you have to be undead

Nothing better — Kill yourself

Just cannot find the key

Which could make me really free

I am losing all my thoughts

Realizing that I’m caught

No way out

I am your only friend

No way to

Escape from no man’s land

Is it your aim

Just to f*ck up your brain

Only for the seven seconds

You come crawling back to me