After all those broken promises
I convinced myself
My tears are smaller than this ocean

Life is short
Life is hard
Some give up
Others get high
You must make your choice
Or stay among the noises

Have you been waiting for your turn?
There's no concern in waiting line

In my mind I water the trees
And by my hands I plant the seeds

Before taking that red pill
Be prepared for what's new
Use claws in mazes
At any time the master will betray you
No refuge, you are free
Flock, should I leave you?

Who am I now?
Wolf or sheep?