про любовь вообше в точку...молодец...хорошо мысли излагаешь....бросай свою "штыренную" жизнь....ты теряешь мысль и становишься обычным....люди теряют к тебе интерес...я серьёзно.санёк,ты ведь сам это знаешь...у меня знакомый начинал с травы и гаша,закончил передозировкой герыча изза недостатка кайфа...а всё так начиналось...поржали,покайфовали,но не надо жизнь губить!я тебе от чистого сердца говорю!одумайся,пока в овош до конце не перевоплотился...
Something takes a part of me.
Something lost and never seen.
Everytime I start to believe,
Something's raped and taken from me... from me.
Life's got to always be messing with me. (You wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free? (So do I)
Can't I take away all this pain. (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain... in vain.
Sometimes I cannot take this place.
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste.
Sometimes I cannot feel my face.
You'll never see fall from grace
Something takes a part of me.
You and I were meant to be.
I cheat, but for me to lie
Something takes a part of me.
Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I)
How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in my life is free... is free