Out of control
Torsdag 16. marts 1995, Lyngby.
I can’t handle the situation this time
I feel some tears in my eyes
I’m shouting and yelling
I whisper and cry
just not for real
but a least I try
I shake my head confused as I am
try to to figure out the point of my stand
try to look at this failured man
trying to survive the best I can
Loosing my mind
Desperate and cold …
Agressive and kind …
But I don’t know the dif!
so if there is a God to see?
Then God please help me …
