Run from Oppression by Dead Gardens

Lost in a state of despair
Heavy breaths, gasping for air
Trying to meet every obligation
Trying to match each expectation
Chosen to guard the ones I love
Expected to be more than enough
No room left for one mistake
Nowhere near a well-earned break

Fighting a battle I can’t win
Feel it crawling through my skin
Stuck in a world that isn’t mine
Bound by a deal I couldn’t decline

I want to run
Let go of responsibility
I want to run
From this life of futility
I want to run
Far from all this hostility
I want to run
Toward a dream of tranquility

Carrying a weight I asked to bear
Doing my best, still it’s never fair
What once felt right now feels so wrong
Like I’m stuck in a place I don’t belong
Trapped in a cage inside my liberty
Losing touch with my own dignity
Every move comes with suspicion
Caught in a chase for pure perfection

So I run, though the weight still clings
Chasing echoes of broken wings
If I fall, let it be by my choice
If I rise, let it come from my voice

• Metal
• gothic metal
• Brazil