Under the surface
You see a wrong
Reflection of mine
,Thousands of hits
Won't change the
.Power I sent good bye

,Things you see
.Are not so true
I try to protect
.Myself from you
,There is a windy day inside my pain
.which doesn't release even when I pray

Let me to pretend that I'm
.In some place else
To think about how can I end this case
.Without any other race