We don't want to die We don't want to live We don't want to see We don't want to hear We don't want to touch We don't want to smell We don't want to taste We don't want to feel
In the system of our life, the powers choose for us The way we hate to live: waiting. So, reality is not for us, they choose what we believe... the way we're meant to be: corrupted.
This: the curse in our minds, when we have to face passivity. This: the blame of the shades, when we have no force to get through it.
We don't want to care We don't want to give We don't want to hold We don't want to cure We don't want to judge We don't want to blame We don't want to hate We don't want to love
In the system of our life, the powers choose for us The way we hate to live: waiting. So, reality is not for us, they choose what we believe... the way we're meant to be: corrupted.
This: the curse in our minds, when we have to face passivity. This: the blame of the shades, when we have no force to get through it.
The call that we have cried, when our hands grasped for safety. The hope that we have lost, when we felt that things were getting worse.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
