It feels like the end of the world. It seems like nobody cares. Is it real or am I going insane. Am I ever gonna change my ways?. Isolated separated. Sick of the mess I've created. The pressure keeps rising. When the truth is what I'm finding. We march out of the darkness. We revel in the flames. The mission is accomplished. We're ready for the changes. And the only thing that will set us free. Is living through the pain. And the only thing that we cannot take. Will never be the same. It feels like I'm still in a cage. And I scream 'til I'm blue in the face. Is it real or is it a phase. I think the time is gonna change my ways. I'm ready I'm willing. To take what I've been given. The pressure keeps rising. 'cause the truth is what I'm finding. [Refrão]. It's ok it's alright. Just let go you'll be fine. It's ok it's alright. Just let go you'll be fine. [Refrão]. . . by Recco