| The color palette of my world is poor
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| If there was a will, I would burn it to the ground
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| Breathe in, breathe out, there's something to be done
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| You can, bitch, choke on your anger!
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| Thoughts in the fog, but I remember your face
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| You were so close
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| Now I don't care
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| In a gray tint I only perceive the world
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| Heart blacker than black, pain behind
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| We will not believe ourselves, we will not believe words
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| I decided everything, forgive me
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| I won't believe in fate
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| I won't believe in love
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| Ha ha, no!
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| Dullness of words
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| The same pictures flash before my eyes
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| Again and again, and again and again I cannot find myself in this world
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| All this negativity devours inside devours outside
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| Answer my question: why is it needed here?
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| Betrayed himself, paradise bleeds inside
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| In which I went crazy, but hope is not dead yet
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| Feel for light in the darkness
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| Again and again I will be disappointed in myself
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| Come on!
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| Infect with hope
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| Once again I believe
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| Lie like before
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| Emptiness in your eyes
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| BLEGH!
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| Scars on the arms, headache
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| How can I come to terms with this again, huh?
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| Thoughts are no more
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| These gray days are an endless stream
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| Here - doomed
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| Immerse yourself in silence, but you won't let me do it
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| You will selfishly experience my fear
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| Through the permafrost inside to find warmth
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| Alas, it is impossible, there is only cold
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| I won't give in to feelings
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| I won't get stuck
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| Every day hurts
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| For what, explain?
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| I'm dead inside |