Acquiring new skills won't make you survive any better
Not knowing where to fill makes it harder
Yelling at me would make me scream, while staring at me would make your eyes freeze
People around me would ask: "Why're you so unhappy?"
I don't know
Maybe 'cause you've never taken me to see the northern lights
Was I living in an imaginary world, where the fucks were given?
Or was my soul anytime sold, and false everything I believed in?
Can't stop staring my life across, running is the way to move forward
My karma is crying next to the floor, I don't care anymore
The Death's staring, Donnie is waiting
The Death's staring, Donnie is waiting
This unmanned vessel will never stop, despite the rage, the sadness, the shit I crawl
Signing the contract for the rest of the straight line, this path will be much easier to lead
This unmanned vessel will never stop, despite the rage, the sadness, the shit I crawl
Signing the contract for the rest of the straight line, this path will be much easier to lead
But nevermind, you know? I can live with that
The attitude was exceeding, now my mind works like an open map
Without rudder, compass or wind to follow, I will get further filling my hollow
This unmanned vessel will never stop, despite the rage, the sadness, the shit I crawl in
Signing the contract for the rest of the straight line, will make this track much easier to lead
This unmanned vessel will never stop, despite the rage, the sadness, the shit I crawl in
Signing the contract for the rest of the straight line, will make this track much easier to lead