These walls are squeezin’ your mind.
There's no salvation in your dreams
And storm begins inside -
So fuckin' grindery it seems.
Hypocrisy and lies
Are only things which dominate.
From fears and pain they rise.
You can't escape - there is your fate!
To run from condemnation,
To hide from those who changed their lives.
You seek for some salvation,
To take a rest and realize.
To run - is your decision.
To cry, when fuckin' sky is burn.
This is your silly vision,
You fuckin' hate this dirty world.
Drops of skies like bullets
Cut your soul inside and burn.
To die is your turn.
Try to flee, to prevent
From this hell, but don't afraid -
It’s just a rain.
Just Rain
© Copyright: Кефир Штаб, 2012
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