Weak always against the violence.
Searching for safety in ocean of silence.
Wake me up with a scream,
When I closing my eyes
When I closing my eyes
Losing sight of a dream.
I’m on my limit.
Throw down a gage.
Convince that it’s time to die.
And I’ll not prepare.
I’ll live erasing this border line.
People around look like stones.
They wanna stay,
They won’t go…
I can’t understand not even this place.
Why are all waiting a case?
Kill the pain
When wings is on fire
I feel the same
We can go higher...
Fall is not catastrophe.
Shake off dust from me.
Wind your watch and do the same to me.
Wind a watch
© Copyright: Коул Грасп, 2013
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