Autumn in our hearts is turning and burning Spring of our life is already gone Pages of souls, for a long time buried Still trying to live, In the world, we don't belong And I'll see. That I'll never was here That I'll never step near That I'll never ever make six steps behind This bloody tears, of my soul, Wait no rescue car, and I will never ever turn. All my friend have love, many have family, But wedding for me, like a bear trap for a whore And I'm still not all right, and I'm still not normal Changing brain position to, "look out guys, I'm fucking burn. |