Maybe it's the dark side
that makes me insane
on the wintertime.
I feel so cold inside,
and I try to fire my brain
just to see something's shine.
And sometimes I see,
still too far from my senses,
a lot of good solutions.
I'm not the man I'd like to be,
playing well his chances,
and wise enough to lead his revolutions.
And I want to
Meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
that's what I want right now.
Meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
that's what I want right now.
I roam that city at night
where people look so grey
and walls are made to choke.
And I always walk the line,
I try to make my way
through this unholy smoke.
Maybe I'm playing a foolish part,
but what else can I do
when warmth is what I miss.
That's just flesh I tear apart,
a few can understand,
others think that's dust in eyes,
and I want to
Meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
that's what I want right now.
Meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
meet my fate, now,
that's what I want right now.
