I’m tired, I’m almost finished
My dream is a road to hell
I’m dancing away from my wishes
And digging my graveyard as well
There’s nothing to see with the dead eyes
There’s nothing to fear, when you’re dead
And now, I don’t care, when the life smiles
My face is a skeleton head...
Nothing to loose
© Copyright: Максим Корпачев, 2007
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