Remake, блог «I am the closest thing to God»
Говорят, что время лечит — так возьми его с собой
Не забудь в дорогу визу на край света
Мир такой огромный — нам совсем не по пути домой,
Когда есть ещё вопросы без ответов
Remake, блог «I am the closest thing to God»
If you can hear me calling out
Echoing like a whisper across the waves
Then it isn't something you should doubt
Cause I'm trapped with this weight again
I keep going underwater
Don't let me drown
I keep going underwater
When I go
Down down down
Don't let me drown
If I keep going underwater
Don't let me drown
If you оnly knew how it makes me feel
Then you'd understand why it's so hard to walk away
But even if it's something you'll never understand
I need to know you'll be here in the end
I can't take it
The waves aren't breaking
I can't make it
On my own
Remake, блог «I am the closest thing to God»
It goes beneath what I've done
It's bigger than the helplessness I felt
It comes around without a face
And redefines my subconscious again
I can’t be fixed
I can’t be fixed
I can’t be fixed
Cause I won’t change
Reverse the cause to numb the sense
It’s meaningless if I can’t be ashamed
I latch myself оnto the need
The оnly thing that isolates me now
It goes beneath who I am
And turns into the recklessness I felt
It comes around without a face
And redefines my subconscious for good
Remake, блог «I am the closest thing to God»
Nobody knows the right road
Maybe you'll find out as you go
Whenever you feel you're alone
Or don't know the way back home
Where do I go?
Another day, another space
Where do I go?
A different time, a different place
With every moment that I waste
I'm missing another precious day
I can feel the weight now, there's no way out
Cause these are the moments that I hate
Can we call this place a home?
When I'm feeling empty and so cold
We drift through the days to get by
Are we running out of time?
Where do I go?
I'm always searching for a sign
Where do I go?
I need a way to make this right
Make it count, time is limited
What was lost can be found
Make it count, nothing's permanent
Everything comes back around
Remake, блог «I am the closest thing to God»
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
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