I woke up one day without feeling
Something was already sinking me into my bed
Everything was empty and with nothing
But it was me who was missing
Demanded loudly inside me
It was the voice of my soul
I looked inward again
I looked deep inside myself again
To analyze what was protesting in me
To accept that I lied to myself
I ignored the pain for the plot
That after seeing myself there
Alone and unable to go on
I had everything and had nothing
Wanting to end myself here
When sleeping I always drowned
It was the voice of my soul
I looked inward again
I looked deep inside myself again
To analyze what was protesting in me
I looked inward again
I looked deep inside myself again
To analyze what was protesting in me
I came back, I came back to me
And I could see myself there
I looked inward again
I looked deep inside myself again
To analyze what was protesting in me
I looked inward again
I looked deep inside myself again
To analyze what was protesting in me