השמיים נעולים [Hashamayim Ne'ulim ] [English translation]

I have a split feelings, years the champ of getting ripped off

while all my defenses go up and up

and so this is the way it is in this world because no matter no much you taste

you will not be satisfied and will always hunger for more

again to buy, to buy, to want to live, everything in large quantities inexpensive perfume, nostalgia, simple hopes

two hours until sunrise in your personal movie

pulp fiction

The heavens are locked

i won't fight with G-d

i will fight for myself

for my children's future

i have been screwed over enough already in other peoples battles...

Fight for myself, why, who will be for me there

keeping everything inside, know that Pila P is like waters of Dim Sum

entering the arena, reality is like a fist

it's like watching a movie when you already know the ending

give me dead flowers in a bag straight to a comet

i didn't grow up with a gold spoon, drink to the bottom

this is my bottom battle it's always from hand to mouth always

if you want a change in the script just say the word

I have a live pencil weapon, my dream, i don't need to sleep

i have a security net as long as my truth

is in first place and the ego is last, remove the armor

and i am not allowed to smile if it is forced

it ruins my heard and mind

sorry not doing what i don't want

i put my life on flight status

The heavens are locked

i won't fight with G-d

i will fight for myself

for my children's future

i have been screwed over enough already in other peoples battles...

The heavens are locked

every thing is for the best so we will gather up the remnants

we have been screwed over enough already in other peoples battles...