My Disciple

I see yellow shadows, purple and green

Over there by the white wall

I see people spreading spoken disease

That's why I;m my own disciple

I don't want to say that

Many people run and follow their dreams

Many others just ignore them

Many others simply don't see the need

Don't know what it is to have them

I don't want to say that

I don't want to walk through the door

See the pacts on the floor

See you cower and hide inside

I don't want to say that