Unreal Life

Михаил Метляев
B:

Mirror, mirror, show him now

His smiling ugly face.

Tell him, why and tell him, how

One crack becomes a lace.

V1:

You tried to reach a better life

So hard, you're tired.

As though as you're left by your wife.

It's gone. You're fired.

Injecting poison in your vein

Stirs up again.

So drug becomes your ball and chain.

No pain, no gain, in vain.

R:

Life between day

And night

In words of pray.

Shade between black

And white -

Pale of gray.

Choice between rope and knife,

Weaved of grief or made of steel.

You have lost yourself. Your life

Seems to turn unreal.

V2:

You try to rid of tricky ghosts

That brawling in your head.

They torment you and you supposed,

You're tied to your bed.

Injecting poison in your vein

Is stake, is deal.

You lose your flesh, you loose your brain.

Your life became unreal.

R:

Life between day

And night

In words of pray.

Shade between black

And white -

Pale of gray.

Choice between rope and knife,

Weaved of grief or made of steel.

When you've lost yourself, your life

Seems to turn unreal.

B:

Mirror, mirror, show him now

His smiling ugly face.

Tell him, why and tell him, how

One crack becomes a lace.