Ghostwriter. Elusion lyrics

At a point in the last ten years i've been cured the wounds, I got past the fear.
So we were young, had no time to rise up against these lives. Fuck.
So demure and fucking distressed we learned to think, breathe, love, to forget.
I felt lost, saw forsaken worlds, a handful things which averted the worst
I asked myself is it wrong to say "i'll leave this place. I will leave this family"
"when will you forgive me, my son?" first, when everything is said and done?
This is our true tale about the elusion and how it mentally kept me down.
It kept me down.
Where do I go? Am I on my way?
I got past the fears now I'm a bird of prey.

And now you finally heard this life was fucking routine. I never wanted it.
Do we always have to end like this or to get stuck anywhere?
Washing out the salt, out of my wound which has incessantly kept me down.
So we were growing, we were becoming something grander in between.


In a different time. With a different face. We aren't dead yet.
We aren't dead yet. This is the end of routine.

Who'll ever know this face so well like us? This is our fate, our life, our pain.
I will never abandon these words I feel and I fucking said.
Killing hope, loosing patience was before I found strength.
Unspoken, oh unspoken love & shared passion control my mind nowadays.

Why do we have forgot what makes us human? Is it brotherly love?
When do we start, start to remember or feel the raging fire inside?
At the point in the last 10 years i've been counting the days I got passed my dear.
Life is too short to live with any regrets. Fill up your emptiness with crying for love and not for pain.
Crave for something, crave for life .