It seems like the world was crushed into pieces
There's nobody there to give me a hand
And vivid illusion of feelings between us
Is fainting and flowing with rain under ground
How could that be true
How could that be trust
The rush and the rust
were left after you
But how can I stop it
How to forget it
the death of hope is tragic but foreseen...
It seems like my heart was broken forever
And there is no cure to heal it again
It's frozen and stoned on the venom that never
Was even expected, it's killed with this pain.
how could that be true
How could that be trust
The rush and the rust
were left after you
there's nobody there
just the fantom of you
how could that be true
that was unaware
But how can I stop it
How to forget it
the death of hope was tragic but foreseen...
THE RUSH AND THE RUST
© Copyright: Дарья Уральцева, 2020
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