Texty: Disarmonia. Non Sense. Against Myself.

No one understand it, no one try to do it
I don?t speak a lot , ?cause I don?t like to do it
People run too much, and anyone arrives
I?m so tired now, so I just want to sleep

Against myself

What else can I hope, what else can I lose?
No I can?t explain what is inside of me
Every day the sun, and every night the moon
And every time my days go, I can?t ask for more

Against myself

Is it all right what I say?
Is it all ok what I fake?