| 作词 : Sanya Vorobey | |
| 作曲 : Sanya Vorobey | |
| When the light ... ischezaet.Oblaka ... hide the whole point. | |
| Rain ... as suzhdenie.Pregrazhdaet your way . | |
| Dead City ... Person killed | |
| Hope to escape ... all the forgotten | |
| Thoughts? | |
| Lies! | |
| Happiness ? | |
| Lies! | |
| Oaths ? | |
| Lies! | |
| Cries ? | |
| Lies! | |
| Groans ? | |
| Lies! | |
| Faith ? | |
| Lies! | |
| Money? | |
| Lies! | |
| It is true ! | |
| Catching your views , I immerse myself in contempt | |
| And see the full horror of your opinions | |
| Only one way , you did it yourself | |
| You are here forever , die one who is not with you | |
| I know you're leaving me | |
| in this city , no one can hear ... | |
| Lost another soul , | |
| When someone cries becoming quieter ... | |
| Difficult to choose , everyone wants to live | |
| Life one each day important | |
| But is there any way to live out their days | |
| When you burn in your own lies? | |
| no compassion , spray in the face ... | |
| contempt, hatred , flour ... | |
| you believe sometime in the good fairy tales , | |
| where people do not betray each other … |
| zuo ci : Sanya Vorobey | |
| zuo qu : Sanya Vorobey | |
| When the light. . . ischezaet. Oblaka. . . hide the whole point. | |
| Rain. . . as suzhdenie. Pregrazhdaet your way. | |
| Dead City. . . Person killed | |
| Hope to escape. . . all the forgotten | |
| Thoughts? | |
| Lies! | |
| Happiness? | |
| Lies! | |
| Oaths? | |
| Lies! | |
| Cries? | |
| Lies! | |
| Groans? | |
| Lies! | |
| Faith? | |
| Lies! | |
| Money? | |
| Lies! | |
| It is true! | |
| Catching your views, I immerse myself in contempt | |
| And see the full horror of your opinions | |
| Only one way, you did it yourself | |
| You are here forever, die one who is not with you | |
| I know you' re leaving me | |
| in this city, no one can hear. . . | |
| Lost another soul, | |
| When someone cries becoming quieter. . . | |
| Difficult to choose, everyone wants to live | |
| Life one each day important | |
| But is there any way to live out their days | |
| When you burn in your own lies? | |
| no compassion, spray in the face. . . | |
| contempt, hatred, flour. . . | |
| you believe sometime in the good fairy tales, | |
| where people do not betray each other |
| zuò cí : Sanya Vorobey | |
| zuò qǔ : Sanya Vorobey | |
| When the light. . . ischezaet. Oblaka. . . hide the whole point. | |
| Rain. . . as suzhdenie. Pregrazhdaet your way. | |
| Dead City. . . Person killed | |
| Hope to escape. . . all the forgotten | |
| Thoughts? | |
| Lies! | |
| Happiness? | |
| Lies! | |
| Oaths? | |
| Lies! | |
| Cries? | |
| Lies! | |
| Groans? | |
| Lies! | |
| Faith? | |
| Lies! | |
| Money? | |
| Lies! | |
| It is true! | |
| Catching your views, I immerse myself in contempt | |
| And see the full horror of your opinions | |
| Only one way, you did it yourself | |
| You are here forever, die one who is not with you | |
| I know you' re leaving me | |
| in this city, no one can hear. . . | |
| Lost another soul, | |
| When someone cries becoming quieter. . . | |
| Difficult to choose, everyone wants to live | |
| Life one each day important | |
| But is there any way to live out their days | |
| When you burn in your own lies? | |
| no compassion, spray in the face. . . | |
| contempt, hatred, flour. . . | |
| you believe sometime in the good fairy tales, | |
| where people do not betray each other |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)