Walnut (I Want To Come Back)

I found myself pale insisting upon refusal,
Even if the chances are still coming they blow out watching me.
Oh my God, I still choose the storm everyday,
And instead of walking covered by the porch there.
I found myself while I am staring
Somewhere around, a point in the room, a point in the room,
Freezing what I can feel by sight.
I still believe in the lack of faith while God goes on
Showing itself filling the flashbacks in my mind.
I want to come back home, x2
Cause these memories are kicking me down.
Even too quick to be fixed in my mind.
The air around my head changes while I’m screaming,
It turns into something harder.
I found myself while I am staring
Somewhere around, a point in the room, a point in the room,
Freezing what I can feel by sight.
Breathing becomes pain while rain cuts everything,
The colors mix together and lights distort the truth.
I want to come back home.