Текст песни
My consciousness killing me
Like sitting friend or something word
Stupid people poison themselves
And destroying our world
Skin is pimply, walk on crutches
Locks on doors and life in dreams
Pills have quite a lot of features
Peace and quiet, piece of shit
Doesn't take many words to cut your hearts
A word is not a bird, it is like a blade
Disfigures and smears garlic on the wounds
Kills perception and screams - you're a fake!
Living in dreams and getting lost in them is an
Interesting experience, I'd rather bury myself
Don't take everything to heart
Don't take everything to heart
Don't take everything to heart
Don't take everything to heart
Please, don' take everything to heart
Cause I wanna be your friend
Is end?
Is end?
I just wanted to help!
