I don’t care who
I don’t care where
I’m thinking of you
I want it to share..
There’s nobody outside
But darkness and frost
I’m standing at cemetery
As restless ghost
I feel drop of rain
On my cold hand
And no one there
Have to understand
My minds, my minds
They’re only for me
I want them to die
They want me to be.
And lots of people
Speaks to me hopeless
They’re near my body
Soul is alone…always.
Ghost Song
© Copyright: Живу И Не Хочу Дышать, 2004
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Have you decided where to go?
How quickly can you tell the way?
No shoulders 'round you to forgo...
No judges either to obey.
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How quickly can you tell the way?
No shoulders 'round you to forgo...
No judges either to obey.
Censored 05.03.2004 15:17 • Заявить о нарушении