My moments are repetitive.
All the colors will be gray
Every punch I make is empty.
Dead-end sign at the end of each alley
The mirrors tell me who Im on
Make me feel like Im aimless.
What is the end of this long and long way?
Its all a mystery like a mystery.
Its always early or too late.
My dreams go unfulfilled
Ive been seeing the sun for a lifetime.
But from behind the dark eyebrows
Its always early or too late.
My dreams go unfulfilled
Life is not easy, no
Everyone says that life is two-fold
One loses and one wins.
I didnt see it until I saw it.
I never got there, no matter what I ran
