You said once that you want to be my friend
To fill this half and make complete this man
When it comes to me that ain't no right or wrong
An spontaneous fire about to burn my soul

What do we have for today for this demented man
Some more words on a paper or one more night gone wake

I try to make stable my brain so at least i can fit as a regular man
But one day you'll see that this world isn't yours
There's no one to blame
You're so fucking Insane

Burn man, write your thoughts on a paper
You can't sleep a whole night
I'm a insane man, wicked soul of the night
Many tried to love me
They end collecting scars