The Mard, Andrey Mura Distance

Saw my feelings came through a time though
Looking at their funeral in the canyon
Father got the right number 50
Crushed my song and broke the only line no

Stolen kilometers of a distance
Point my sight to levels of a memory fine
You don't even try to make a difference
Between real truth and exponentary lie

Glitters were not bright must admit it
I had only two minutes to clear my mind
Listen to the voice out of the deep end
I dont wait for changings I am trying to hide

And I-I-I, and I am trying to hi-i-ide

Saw my feelings came through a time though
Looking at their funeral in the canyon
Father got the right number 50
Crushed my song and broke the only line no

Stolen kilometers of a distance
Point my sight to levels of a memory fine
You don't even try to make a difference
Between real truth and exponentary lie