Sometimes i want us never meet anymore,
knowing that god in you's just mask of a whore,
your eyes are a lie, my scream makes hole in the sky, but then i look there, i am absent, nobody to deny.
Chorus:
You love me like cunt, you wish i fell down, you silent me with gun.
You leave me crying, you watch me dying, you seem my father's son.
Best people go away, do not say goodbye,
you are not hungry, put to rubbish girl-pie,
think of me when no one else is ready for pain, year after year i try to jump out of plate.
I am the child and i am older than time,
world is in ruins, but i dance as it's fine,
come to me and hold me, tell me things i don't know, you've been to the places i dreamed, both high and low.
Chorus:
You love me like cunt, you wish i fell down, you silent me with gun.
You leave me crying, you watch me dying, you seem my father's son.
–около 2017
My father s son
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