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