Текст: Kamchatka. No.

Light seeks it's way on through the cracks,
making it impossible to sleep.
Knowing there will be an attack.
Fleeing up a hill that's too steep.

I'm filling my life with obligations
which I'm not quite yet certain are mine.
And I'm building up so much frustration
'cause I can't seem to find enough time.
I have to learn to say no.

Wandering the maze in a mess.

Expectations build walls you can't see.
The fault is mine, I must confess,
letting people take advantage of me.

I'm filling my life with obligations
which I'm not quite yet certain are mine.
And I'm building up so much frustration
'cause I can't seem to find enough time.
I have to learn to say no.