- Жанр
- Хард-рок
- Лицензия
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- Описание
- по написанию один из наиболее ранних
- Альбом
- 2008 - Мандрагора (demo)
- Текст
- Tears on your face that's now so gloomy
You want to escape from cruel reality
But your yesterdays smile looks so sorry
Open your window life's not to blame
Greatest desire that could happened at morning
That’s you realize your weakness and boring
And you become cheap toy you cost nothing
Mouth can’t speak ears can’s hear you are crying
Sorry for fear sorry for rule
If you are too late you not an a hero
Poison in your hand fool down the floor
Suicide not an exit suicide is a stop
Greatest desire that could happened at morning
That’s you realize your helpless and going...
And you want to break this morning
Write new page and don't open last one
What did you last us - some words on your grave
You haven't a medal for your stupid brave
Commit a suicide - it sounds so funny
Trying not is a blame but it's a glory.
It's not desire that happened at morning
"My nearboth died" is only had sad
And you become dust simply you cost nothing
Mouth can’t speak ears can’t hear
goodbye!...