The screams were silenced with a head full of gum, will everything cover the cracks?
There is only a heart full of anxiety, when will the silence end?
It's grey until it turns bluish, morning and scars are incoherent, unbearable.
Collapse the feeling of not getting bored, it's insist on a sense of spaciousness.
Despair is just a feeling of misfortune, I am furious at a life without victory.
The screams were silenced with a head full of gum, will everything cover the cracks?
There is only a heart full of anxiety, when will the silence end?
It's grey until it turns bluish, morning and scars are incoherent, unbearable.
Collapse the feeling of not getting bored, it's insist on a sense of spaciousness.
Despair is just a feeling of misfortune, I am furious at a life without victory.
The screams were silenced with a head full of gum, will everything cover the cracks?
There is only a heart full of anxiety, when will the silence end?
It's grey until it turns bluish, morning and scars are incoherent, unbearable.
Collapse the feeling of not getting bored, it's insist on a sense of spaciousness.
Despair is just a feeling of misfortune, I am furious at a life without victory.
The screams were silenced with a head full of gum, will everything cover the cracks?
There is only a heart full of anxiety, when will the silence end?
It's grey until it turns bluish, morning and scars are incoherent, unbearable.
Collapse the feeling of not getting bored, it's insist on a sense of spaciousness.
Despair is just a feeling of misfortune.