At the origin, We don't have no fear for nothing, No scare to declare, Even though we are naked, And mortals from the beggining. Today, I am running away, Geography here is to hard to bear, I can't stand it no more. I have to fade out and disappear, Another land is waiting for me, I know it. I Hope so. And it's not for lack of having loved you. One way streets, A building in which I'll never go back again, One way streets, A building in which I'll never go back again, Paths that no longer belong to me, And all these faces, with the eyes reflecting my failure, Build up a territory of memories I don't want to go through again. How long will it tale to forget? I decided to leave, Or rather, Not to stay, In a way, I guess I am fooling myself, By denying some kind of mapping of my feelings. A choice, that is tearing me apart. A choice that is amputating me