The smell of the lemon's blossom
Made me realize that I'm still alive
& all of the sounds around me,
They made me want to survive.
Well you can try & teach me , of all of your ways,
To your 'peace' , but nothing can compete with my way,
Because I'm known around to be skilled.
I'm skilled in the art of bleeding,
Skilled in the art of- not.
Skilled in the art of falling,
Beginning it all from the start.
It's so sad you still think about me, but I can't enjoy it at all.
I just fall into endless darkness , with no sky , no ground & no walls.
Well you can try & teach me , of all of your ways,
To your 'peace' , but nothing can compete with my way,
Because I'm known around to be skilled.
I'm skilled in the art of bleeding, skilled in the art of- not.
Skilled in the art of falling , beginning it all from the start.
