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I’m afraid to go back where I’ve already been
To reveal my face, to wash the silence from my lips
To hear a handful of incomprehensible words
To be an empty head among fuller minds

I don’t know if I know anything, if I’ve learned something
I’m losing strength, but do I deserve to take a breath?
No matter where, it’s too distant a race for me
Which way should I go when I’ve lost my goal?

Too many roads and chances for a wrong move
I’m standing still, feeling like I’m losing my pulse
I hide among my thoughts, constantly losing sight
Escaping into my safe corner

I don’t know if I know anything, if I’ve learned something
I’m losing strength, but do I deserve to take a breath?
No matter where, it’s too distant a race for me
Which way should I go when I’ve lost my goal?

Is it too late to rise again?
Does another chance even make sense?

I don’t know if I know anything, if I’ve learned something
I’m losing strength, but do I deserve to take a breath?
No matter where, it’s too distant a race for me
Which way should I go when I’ve lost my goal?

I don’t know if I know anything, if I’ve learned something
I’m losing strength, but do I deserve to take