Self-made hell... I am waiting for the end.
Deep like there... My dreams becoming sand.
You are near like a whistle in my ears.
I can't distinguish what is the real.
All the things that you said to me.
Over time, they became true.
And now I am not the man I used to be.
A sand I loose was you.
Silence breaks... I turn a key and close a door.
I keep forgetting why I am living for.
But its all right - just circle of a life.
Wake up, stay up, fight — that's how I will survive.
All the things that you said to me,
My heart swallowed with a pain.
So now I don't regret what I used to be.
Cause I will defeat my pain.
Hope I will overcome my pain.
Believe I will win my pain.
Please lets just meet again.
That's how I will survive.
How I will survive
© Copyright: Юлиан Дель Кампо, 2017
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