Ada Rook
Belong
Where do we belong?
We make do with what we can
Our souls fragile in our hands
We exist in wounded unity
We hurt each other
Is this really all we can be?

I don't know what i am looking for

This place is hollow
From far away it looked different
There's no comfort, no respite
Backstabbing and clawing
And trying to find our way back out
To the world we left
Different levels of hell
Variations on the same theme

Hold on
Please hold on
Hold on
I promise we belong
Plеase look at me
We know who wе have to be