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The pressure, which is lying on him

Deprives him to freak out

Or perhaps is able to break him

This is the way of fuckin' rule-infiltrated life

We are the result of our experiences

Success drives us on

Bad experiences are covering the way with stones

To master the present times in life

To create a future which is worth living in

No more dreams

All the things that sleep inside

Are burried away

No more dreams

All the things that sleep inside

Are buried away

It's very hard to understand oneself

The dusk of inner mirror

To understand, why we behave like we do

To work up the broken pieces of my life

Through analysis of the feelings left inside

No more dreams

All the things that sleep inside

Are burried away

No more dreams

All the things that sleep inside

Are buried away