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[red_hot_chilli_pieper]

hate , fear
everywhere where I go
I see decay of society
doint things I shouldt do
the suffer starts right at me
who am I to judge good from wrong
who am I to see where we come

I remember a time thats now long gone
when I see back what Ive become
I find myself in doubt and vain
am i good
am i bad
am I worthy my human gain
confusion is all I ever feel
even now at mass appeal
Im unsure did I win or did I lose
was this the path I should choose

Your pressure's bonding me
to your odd intentions
and im not to be shaped
after your dimensions
im free
let me be
the only thing I want
is live the life I choose for
wished you understand
im not that little child more
im me
let me free

Shallow space FILLs broken glass
es emptyed by you
in my eyes you cant defy that
to my lies Im true
running trough a lesser kingdom
away of all thats wrong
dragging on that you just
keep depending on

fields of gold AND shiny shadows
fading out my mind
darkest sun makes lighter moon
and then I get behind
Lost in streets THAT never make a
turn or curve or line
when I wake up gets less clear
but the toughts where mine

[kaleidoscope]

Mooi mel

[red_hot_chilli_pieper]

zijn trouwens van rond me 16e
eerste en tweede gaat over me twijfels of wat ik allemaal deed en dacht wel goed was zat (en zit) ik heel erg mee

derde en vierde over mn thuissituatie toendertijd vooral aan mn ouders gericht

en die 5e over onzekerheid zoals mn meeste teksten (lost on a road blabla dat stukje slaat op dat je verdwaald bent op een rechte weg : kortom t leven lijkt zo duidelijk en is toch zo verwarrend)