Tonight, you're in the hands if fate
The things you might regret
You try to face the consequence
Some things you might forget
Tonight you're in the hands of time
In a moment you see
That it was your life
Predictable life
In land of make-believe
Time is running out
Can't run and hide (You'll see the day)
Again, you feel like self-betrayed
The silence and the pain
A never-ending day
In a moment you see
That it was your life
Predictable life
In land of make-believe
Time is running out
Can't run and hide (It slips away)
In a moment you see
This is the day, your final day (You'll see the day)
Another state, another way
You're not the same (It slips away)
So predictable life...
So predictable life...
Predictable life
© Copyright: Роман Воронов, 2014
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