Can you give me just a sign?
That I have any use, or am I just, misplaced?
Will you tell me the truth, don't lie.
Oh am I just misplaced?
Fill a silence, close my eyes.
Take a moment, take the time to retrace.
But can I trace my reclusive roots?
Thinking to the feeling every minute.
As all the world just turns to mute.
Can I trace, my reclusive roots?
Sit and stare into the sun.
Will it burn my eyes or give me salvation?
I tried to fight but in the end you won.
Oh, my salvation.
Can I trace my reclusive roots?
Thinking to the feeling every minute.
As all the world just turns to mute.
Can I trace, reclusive roots?
I trace reclusive roots and yeah…
These tracks of demons in my head.
Stare into to the sun, mislead.
Reclusive roots are in my head.
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