Goosebumps

The rain is purring down my head
I lose my sins this way instead
Of going to a rotten priest in a cold church
In a cold church
I can resume my constant search
I walk straight — I’ll do mistakes
I resume my constant try to win the lost stakes
To win the lost stakes
It’s a life full of sorrow but I feel some grief
And I like it cause I’m walking out of the grid
Down to zero I start a race to find some grace
In the starting point I had no face
To go to zero — down to bellow
I found myself in a situation «how to unfold»
All my personality has gone
I had left myself to get drown down to a liking drone
Days has come and days had gone
And I cleared out how my life by others have been drawn
With a result of a picture I would never have paint
I had to make this pessimistic colors go away — to fade
I never wanted to use my guns
I never wanted to burn down any funds
I only wanted my life back to the track
To fulfill the things I wanted just watching the star
The rain is purring down my head
I lose my sins this way instead
Of going to a rotten priest in a cold church
In a cold church
Days has come and days had gone and
Days has come and days had gone
There’s nothing else to pray for me my son
I get goose bumps