I’m trapped in my own mind

swiftly soaring through the silent wind

aimlessly living without confrontation in the motherland

I can’t understand how to deal with the problem at hand

So, I’d rather be oblivious then be mad

then to try to light a fire that will burn bridges I’ve had

So you protect your pride with your reflexes

but life is a game with no reset on the end."

How loud my silence pounds

How loud my heart beats in and out

How loud my thoughts wander off

I’ll still throw my feelings far across

because I don’t want to learn a lesson about rejection

in that direction makes me mention another question

Will I ever see wrong in my visual perception?

So you protect your pride with your reflexes

but life is a game with no reset on the end

My brain reminds me of a stale jail cell

anxiety prevails and reality unveils

but crappy feelings grow into beautiful butterflies

It's scary to show how I feel but, I’ll be alright

hopefully when I die, I won't regret

all the pain will finally explain that exists in my brain

So you protect your pride with your reflexes

but life is a game with no reset on the end