Second before the impact I’ll be casting stones like rockets Bound to hit me right back To wake me up, to wake me up Given the chance I’d smash my head on this wall But with my hands tied, I wish for freedom With a rope tied to my neck I crave for life Second before the impact I’ll be casting stones like rockets Bound to hit me right back To wake me up, to wake me up With my hands tied, my eyes bloodshot red I feel the anger swelling up inside me I push and pull, try to reach out I feel there's nothing left to say