Tekstovi: Dilba. Not Directly.

Dilba
Up the stairs locked up safely
distance fulfills its meaning
As fear comes closer bravely
to release this well-known feeling
I'm not unhappy, not directly
Just a bit cold and
comfortably lonely
But I hope I will eventually
dare to defy my funny reasons
or at least try...
Find a spot, an empy space
Another room, another place
As my lonely wishes starts

I'm secretely lost in the dark
If a chance would accidentally
come my way
I would take it, wouldn't let it slip
away,j no
But until that day I'll be here hiding
convincing myself I'm really trying...
To find a spot, an empty space
Another room, another space
If the mask falls off or in case
One of us would change our ways