The Cost Of Greatness

Look at yourself
Are you proud of your creation?
Think of all the times they would’ve needed you
And you weren’t there
You’ll end up alone
If you carry on this show

This empty room keeps me awake by screaming violent whispers
They’re haunting me with all their needs. They remind me of all the forgotten deeds

The words I say, the moves I make are like from a screenplay
I found myself thinking about my choices and everything I had to give up

I have given away everything to build this house of cards
It can easily be overthrown by a small mistake
How can I still believe in fairytale which is too good to be true
Can I stand the blow when I’ll face the raw reality

How to rely on an unstable mind
If I chose wrong, is it hard to let go?

Always between the slope and the gorge
How can I see what is the right road
I might move on or run into a wall
No guarantees. This is a free fall

No one ever talks about the ransom of creativity

I haven’t let anyone come too close
So, I’m accused of being as cold as a stone
I’m tired of explaining myself (be) cause I know that it will end
In complaining about what I have said and done

I can’t blame those who have left me alone
I know, silver is not as heavy as gold
I chose this way of life and I will pay the highest price for it
How can I prove that I ain’t heartless
Even if I’m not there it doesn’t mean that I don’t care
I always had a bad conscience about what I’ve done

When trying to fit in a mold that has been designed for me
I fear that my perception of myself will be distorted

Somehow it has always been me who had to be understanding
Get along with the thought that how I see the world is wrong
I can’t ever get others to accept the fact that I just can not change myself

It’s like gambling, all or nothing. There is no golden mean
I’ve been chasing blindly what is the most important thing for me and I can’t live without of it

I have given away everything to build this house of cards
It can easily be overthrown by a small mistake
How can I still believe in fairytale which is too good to be true
Can I stand the blow when I’ll face the raw reality

How to rely on an unstable mind
If I chose wrong, is it hard to let go?

Always between the slope and the gorge
How can I see what is the right road
I might move on or run into a wall
No guarantees. This is a free fall

How to rely on an unstable mind
If I chose wrong, is it hard to let go?