I cannot sleep, my life is too uneven;
I cannot rest, my blood is way too fast.
My mind through nights by memories is driven
And this all story put me on a test.
When world does melt and doctors on frontier
Are battling hard to save another life;
I ask myself in passionate endeavour
Whom should I pray from midnight until five.
There is no answer, people full of anger
Around the globe are choken by "too much".
It's time to grab re-estimation hanger:
Dismantle this by using super clutch.
