East on the Black Coast
Ashes
This is the end
The end of all my hopes to find love in life
Love is a drug, delusional, unconditional
Everytime I try to love people, I end up disappointed
Always giving all i have, doing all i can
Nothing comes back. It's like throwing stones into the emptiness
The emptiness of humans
Since money, fame, technology took over us
We are no more the same like we were supposed to be
Our values are missing while we believe we know everything
Egotistical creatures, all we are. It's biology
Within our DNA
I won't be a part of this anymore, a part of reality
"The real world" how people describe it
I gave up on it
"Dreams are for real
Reality is fake"