Testo White wood Urban Strangers

White wood

I don't know the words
I don't know the reason
a voice inside of you
screaming "help, I just want the freedom"

Your brain like a prison
A nail in your mind
But you've already made
you've already made
your decision

This place is too cold
now you're covered with white wood
nothing can keep you warm

When I lift up my eyes to the sky
I can see you dancing on the moon

The rage, the choice you've taken let us with no words
you were young,even in age, it's a pillow that he holds
the worst, this is the worst way to express your thoughts
that feeling,nobody managed to catch it, to see it

Everybody knows or they just say to know it
they keep talkin' and sometimes they keep screamin'
you tried, you failed
they've been only criticize you
You fell, it's too late, there was no help when you fought

You took the worst chance when everything was changing
I thought you was fine but I suppose I was blind
I try to speak, hoping that the wind
will take out and give to you what I feel, what I think

Now I see empty eyes are smiling to the sky
Maybe I'll see you, perhaps is true
Maybe I write a new song and I could be wrong
But my inspiration comes down from the moon

This place is too cold
now you're covered with white wood
nothing can keep you warm

When I lift up my eyes to the sky
I can see you dancing on the moon