Sometimes I wake up at night
I look this damn clock, that number is there
How come this hour be so dark
It must be a dream or some kind a spell
Sometimes it´s hard to accept destiny
Sometimes it´s easy to forget the evil inside
Follow me all the time
All my life around this number
Follow me everywhere
What the hell is that?
It´s 711
I was born in july eleventh
On a cold day,07:11 am
I never wanted to believe
Things like that happen to me all the time
Sometimes I need to forget destiny
Most of the time it´s easier than living a lie
