[Chorus]
It feels like you hammer nails into my chest,
Tearing off my skin, leaving out in the cold and
It feels like me is only nothingness,
Sinking down my own never-ending perfect mess
And beautiful beautiful beautiful madness
My beautiful beautiful beautiful madness
Verse 1:
Some things are unexplained
Such as you such as me.
Blood is only our pay
For being free, being free.
Verse 2:
Some sins are acceptable
Such as we've done for it.
Our heroism is laudable.
But where does it lead?
Bridge:
Fatality rate is inevitable.
Frenzy entails only an end.
Fatality rate is inevitable!
We're both losing our mind,
There's no way back..
Beautiful madness
© Copyright: Таня Ситникова, 2016
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