In a shadowed room, I wear my disguise,
A lonely heart with tired eyes.
Every night I fight, but I can't break free,
Chasing a dream that's slipping from me.
The me that I know, he walks alone,
With a heavy heart, far from home.
Only one plan, a silent demand,
To never be the man that I am.
Whispers in the dark, echoes of regret,
Every choice I make, a haunting silhouette.
I search for the light, but it fades away,
Caught in the web of the words I say.
The me that I know, he walks alone,
With a heavy heart, far from home.
Only one plan, a silent demand,
To never be the man that I am.
Maybe one day I'll find my way,
Break these chains, let the past decay.
But for now, I'll stand my ground,
In the silence, I hear my sound.
The me that I know, he walks alone,
With a heavy heart, far from home.
Only one plan, a silent demand,
To never be the man that I am.
In the mirror's gaze, I see my fight,
A lonely man searching for the light.
But deep inside, there's a flicker of hope,
A chance to be more, a way to cope.