The Fact

I don't need your compassion
Or your empathy
Words a priori than action
And then misery
Useless hate to the faction
It's just destiny
Loneliness expansion
It's my legacy

I can't stand the fact

Watch myself in my wasteland so poor
Alcohol for wounds, what else for?

I don't need my addiction
But I don't mind
Company it's just fiction
But it's just fine
I can't find my first nail
I am so afraid
I only know how to fail
It's everything said

I can't stand the fact

Watch myself in my wasteland so poor
Alcohol for wounds, what else for?
You decide my fate in the open court

Israel's Son