Ненавижу эту жизнь. |
For those who know english, you'll understand me probably.
All black nights, all promising days
Silence speaks loud and clear to me
I long for reason
Your healing for living
All things I've done, have failed so badly
Ideas and plans look at me and laugh
All I need is clarity
A voice that whispers "follow me"
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