I sit by my castles
In the back of my chair
Gazing into the dawn
I blackmailed my teachers
For not living dispair
When there was really
Not much going on
I learnt how to cry at a very young age
But still I will write another page
Good bye my friends hope you see light in the end
Good bye my friends hope you see truth in the end
They said listen
But I could not hear
With a million things on my mind
I envisioned prophets to save me from fear
But those prophets they fell from the line
I stumbled on trappings so it seems
But now I`m much older than my dreams
Good bye my friends hope you see light in the end
Good bye my friends hope you see truth in the end.