Passage to Victory | Pt 1
Passage to Victory
Neither the air to pass through me
Not even the mosquito to bite me
How do I even dare to let you in?
Just behind the door
There's a world none knows
A home of the fear
A gallery of the sins
I stick to the bed like a moss
Bind by memories
Uncertainties
And my own fears
I am lost of days and time
The night pass, the morning comes
I'd still stick like a moss
Till everything piles up
It's 5 pm and still gray
With bottles and liquors
Who see me astray
