The most comfortable place isn't comfortable anymore I feel so out of place, no one knows me for sure I have this guilty consciousness and not to be me
Oh pirates, yes they rob I Sold I to the merchant ships Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit But my hand was made strong By the hands of
ever flowing stream Like an ever flowing steam lake a bite of the fruit of life 'Cause the fruit of life is sweet 'cause the fruit of life is sweet
