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Burnt
627 / 0 / 15 летOpen your eyes and take a look around
There`s nothing real for you to found
Glam culture took the power from your hand
And gone away your last biggest fan
You`re sitting calm, just checking strings
Now cannot spread your mental wings
The glory`s dead, there is no doubt
It`ll be no use to scream up loud
You`ve taken lots – all crashed to dust
Black ashes covered things at last
Sad face is dead inside for real
Life left no happiness to feel
The god and devil turned the backs on you
And left no chance to go this through
White cocaine upon the table
You know to take just more you are unable
Dark, warm, familiar hyper space
Strange deadly color covers face
The moonlight`s crawling in the street
You`re taking trip just not to bleed
Where is your girl? where is your band?
Knife trembles slow in master’s hand
In hate with life, in love with death
With scars in heart you`re getting bad
A dirty stranger in the mirror,
How can he be a perfect hero?
Forgotten slave of holy love
Ain`t got no chance to be as tough
Steel touches wrist, lets river flow
Drops falling down, soul`s got to go.
