Testo Loathe

Provide my forecast
Living in obscurity
Leave me with my flaws in a world of disillusion

I guess we took it all for granted
Trading independence for a bond

I will prevail To be the purpose in a hollow shell
Release myself from bondage
In a world of disintegrity

I'm at the wrong place
Reaching for a new horizon
Retaining my composure
Even if I am the only one

Do I have to adapt the same conduct, which they're enjoining me?
I cannot live with a mindset, not according with my stable estimation

Save your breath

Negativity moves me, unfurling capability Craving for recognition, your reliance is disgusting me

I am the one
I am the golden son
Even if the waves are crashing down, I am still around
I will always see, because the end is not my misery
I find my way to survive

Provide my forecast
Living in obscurity
Leave me with my flaws in a world of disillusion

I guess we took it all for granted
I guess we took it all for good