Testo Maybe

Maybe I can see in time That my world became too small And I'm not content at all Maybe I spent too less time With the things which I'd know best If I came to take a rest I'm bringing the news Have nothing to loose I know that everything is going to be gone by I'm waving good-bye Sense that after my inimitable fall (I) own nothing at all Maybe I feel It's getting really unreal I would remain In a very bad way Maybe I feel It's getting really unreal now And I can change it now Ignoring your disguise Maybe I am not aware That we travel through a tale Of an unknown, bigger scale Standing here prepared to dare To announce the final round Leave the place where I am bound I'm bringing the news Have nothing to loose I know that everything is going to be gone by I'm waving good-bye Sense that after my inimitatable fall (I) own nothing at all Maybe I feel It's getting really unreal I would remain In a very bad way Maybe I feel It's getting really unreal now And I can change it now Ignoring your disguise