Transitory Mental Disorder

Son wake up and walk, be a good man Stay away from desire Life wasted along, specially in love This fret is on fire Shut up, it's not your turn to talk Remember your last words Leave me alone Take it out, reassemble the world White lights inside, What do they want? I invoke madness and everything seems to be orderly Shadows and colors that come together in dangerous harmony Where have you been, it's hard to forget When life is a scar Calm it's not your fault, to be so upset When life beats you hard Quiet, peace, silence, what's next? Erase my name, forget my face Get used to I do not exist Tell them that I'm gone, I'd rather be alone This time I have no fear One on one I defeated them There is no challenge this time I have swallowed my pain for years For not making you cry (You are dead for me)