Roman Rain

It’s not my day
And not my world to live in and die in.
It’s not my way
And I wasn’t bourn to look for fear
To excite me
Or frustrate me,
Invite me
Into the world
Of creators,
Decivilizators.
Inspirations,
Imaginations.
Higher, higher…
It’s not my song
And not my voice collapsing.
It’s not my home
And I’m asking, what the hell I am to all.
Excite me,
Frustrate me,
Invite me
Into the world
Of creators,
Decivilizators.
Inspirations,
Imaginations.
Higher, higher…
I’m not your love,
I’m not spending nights tripping and flying.
It’s not okay,
But I do not care anyway for it all.
Excite me,
Frustrate me,
Invite me
Into the world
Of creators,
Decivilizators.
Inspirations,
Imaginations.
Higher, higher…
Higher, higher…