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. | 
