False Convictions – Camus – letras

Tell me nowWhat I got to do?Wich way should I walk?This suffocatting doubtI see my time passing byWhile my eyes close and it hideThe dreams of a wounded soulPatiently I hope a light a signEyes around me, condemm me decide my penanceMy penanceOf false convictionsI am tired to sufferLiving this empty lifeIn this eternal agonyI am tired to try and neverTo get anythingI’m tired to try and never improve