I step back,
on a dark city steet.
No sounds no wind around,
Circling rounds in reality.
I look up,
and behind.
No eyes, no voices in my mind.
I can't find the place I should go.
I surrender,
'cause I can't do the things I should.
I can't love, can't give, can't trust, can't earn.
I surrender,
For there's nothing else left to do,
Say I'm wrong, once again.