Besedila: Meaner. Circle Of Vultures. Homesick.

Stepping on the stones of a once flooded world, i'd like to remember the good old days but my memories are fucking swirled, i cant even remember my yesterday, not because i am blind but because i am behind this shit is eating at my mindpounding on my head. Sometimes i wish i was dead, butthen i think back to reality and i remember my friends, i remember my family, those peole always here for me. standing by my side, without a thing to hide, always having the answers. The answers that i need to find. i am lost, i can not erase these thoughts.PAIN. CONFUSION. STRUGGLE. BODY. MIND. SOUl. ENVY. RAGE. TURMOIL. I WANT MY LIFE BACK NOW