Текст песни
Can you tell me how is it, when the sun warms your skin?
Laying in the dark pit, will I escape from my tin?
Please don't tell me how is it, when your lungs cannot breath!
Will I ever get rid from the slowest of death?
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
I want to feel the wind on my wounded face
I need calm just to find the escape from this place
Under cover of lid I am buried alive
For the things that I did for the soul's survive
All my years of being full of the frustrations
I'm craving freedom for generations
I can not escape from this dirty path
I cannot erase all my wrath
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
Dream! Dream! Dream! Dream!
Every day
Every night
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
Every day! Every night!
Tired of the view, dreaming about you!
