5 and 3

Weeping my mess, reaping duress

I see light at the end through the glass

Woe my destiny has passed

Aint the worse prepared for me passed?

At last I'm not scared to be lost

I accept the me cost

Weeping my mess, reaping duress

I see light at the end through the glass

Eagles fly with my spirit take me

So high I can feel it make me change

Although I'm limited

I can fly with the birds at night

Migrate to the turn of the tides

Burn in the pyre bright

All that running, all that running, all that running

helps no one win

I am burnt by the sun and my back is oh helps me run

away

Through the cities of darkness I've been running

Tossing and turning cursing my turn

I am shook by the bumpy road

Only don't know should I get up and go

Slowly I stand up

Lonely

Looking for you who owns me

Although I'm Limited

Eagles fly with my spirit take me

So high I can feel it make me change

I can fly with the birds at night

Migrate to the turn of the tides

Burn in the pyre bright all night

All that money, all that money, all that money helps

one need

I am burnt by the greed, my mind is oh helps me run

away

In the cities of darkness I am running

Tossing and turning cursing my turn

Now what I need is to find why I bleed

Now what I need is to find why I bleed

All that running, All that running, all that running

helps no one win

I am burnt by the sun and my back is oh helps me run

away

Through the cities of darkness I've been running

Tossing and turning cursing my turn