В колонках играет - korn_-_alone_i_break.mp3
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можем ли мы сказать что живём, а не тешим себя иллюзиями о реальной сказке, купаясь в никчёмном существовании ??? ... кричите что "ДА!"... а теперь заткните свои рты и хотя бы а минуту послушайте то что пропищит ваша забитая душонка.. выбросьте из головы миф о красивой жизни за просто так.. забудьте на секунду о своей месячной зарплате.. прекратите бранить близких людей за их несостоятельность.. неужели вас не заебали пустые движения в никуда ??? ... на минуту.. секунду... прислушайтесь к самому себе...............................................................................................................а теперь тихо.. шёпотом.. вопрос...

вы счастливы ???


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Pick me up
Been bleeding too long
Right here, right now
I'll stop it somehow

I will make it go away
Can't be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they change
Leaving us, it seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Shut me off
I'm ready
Heart stops
I stand alone
Can't be my own

I will make it go away
Can't be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they change
Leaving us, it seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Am I going to leave this place?
What is it I'm hanging from?
Is there nothing more to come?
(Am I gonna leave this place?)
Is it always black in space?
Am I going take its place?
Am I going to leave this race?
(Am I going to leave this race?)
I guess God's up in this place?
What is it that I've become?
Is there something more to come?
(More to come)

Now I see the times they change
Leaving us, it seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?