Sleep

I, now, give up all my ideas I can’t stand the injustice I’m the victim I don’t care of all the venom they split I can’t endure your idiocy I will leave the arms of my brothers I will leave the home of my fathers I’m sick of being your only son I’m stuck in all the memories I have lost I shan’t care of all of your judgment I can’t raise in hate and violence I will leave the arms of my brothers I will leave the home of my fathers