Текст песни
Written notebook, energy bank,
Tear-stained eyes, but terrible heart,
Insincere smile on my face,
Abounded feelings at an early age,
Broken fists against the wall,
Now tell me why?
That’s not me.
Compulsory work, but optional rest.
Eyes the right, but legs to the left.
Blood on my hands, but empty inside.
Nothing to show, nothing to cry.
Insincere smile on my face,
Abounded feelings at an early age,
Broken fists against the wall,
Now tell me why? Tell me why?
That’s not me.
