Words floating
People talking all their fear
The fear from choking
The fear of life to disappear
And I ain't the one who stands up and start to scream
I need my future, don't want to burn inside this dream
Words floating
People talking all their fear
The fear from choking, the fear of life to disappear
And I ain't the one to, crawl into a cave and sleep
I need my fresh air. Don't want burn inside my dream
(Future came, my future came, my future came, my future came)