Dissolve - Disappeared Completely

They want to be free, from my aggressive patience

That’s my pleasure

And in a night of my soul, I get drunk with reflection

What`s the question?

And you, and me.

We are all under pressure

Of the Social measure

But I think that my style, that’s my treasure

Oh treasure

They will count my mistakes, they will wait for my weakness

For forgiveness

Cause these people not ready, to love my ambitions, definition