There is sand all over me
That's going up until it's reaching my pillow.
I crucified all of my dreams
Until they blow up to pieces.
And mama said I need to eat
And all this conversations.
I found myself just running fast
To make some more delusions.
I found myself running the run
Towards my own decisions.
I just decided to stop this lie
And jump to this hole beneath us.
But we found a place to run & hide
And jail all of our secrets.

But who are those that bring support?

I can't deny this social charge
That gives us all depressions.
And there's no one here to stand up high
And teach us all to listen.
I found my self counting.
I found my self run.
My brain is thinking much too much
And make just more pollution.
I found my self go round & round without my own decision.
I found my own sight and mind without any decisions.

But who are those that bring support?

I found my self go round & round without my own decision.
I'll jump into this hole beneath
Until I'll feel cold shivers.
I found my self go round & round without my own decision.
I found my self go round & round without my own decision.

But who are those that deal with sunburned?
And who adore those freaks and burned?

But who are those that make blizzards?
And who are those that give us pleasure?

Ho I can't decide.
No open mind.
I want my own decisions.
There is a hole beneath
That goes round & round
Without my own decision.

But who are those?
Bring support.
Who are those?
Decisions.