Sometimes I'm afraid.
Afraid of who I am and who I'm yet to be.
With every moonrise brings uncertainty,
Because I know this is my last conscience breath.
In this body, in this mind,
I am drifting and drowning further away.
Over six thousand times I've risen my debts.
Dear Father, will You save me again?
Afraid of who I am and who I'm yet to be.
With every moonrise brings uncertainty,
Because I know this is my last conscience breath.
In this body, in this mind,
I am drifting and drowning further away.
Over six thousand times I've risen my debts.
Dear Father, will You save me again?
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