I want to kill my brain and soul,
To drown in crazy rock-n-roll.
I try to sleep – I cannot more.
I lose my night… I’m looking for
New reason, new insanity -
This is my timeless penalty.
Perhaps it’s next idea fix,
That captures, kills, confuses, tricks.
What could I do? I’m usual one,
After so much, that I have done.
I’m disappointed in dreams,
They tragically burn, it seems.
I’m burning endlessly with them,
Being caught by last and hopeless gleam.
And someone, who would be concerned,
Will never worry and return.
For what is suffering this day?
If I can nothing ever say
About hope that is a fake,
About all I wouldn’t make…
I want to kill my brain and soul
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hm, I like it. "... I’m disappointed in dreams,
They tragically burn, it seems. ..."
Иван Горбатенко 11.11.2011 04:10 • Заявить о нарушении
They tragically burn, it seems. ..."
Иван Горбатенко 11.11.2011 04:10 • Заявить о нарушении