4ервоне - Silent Hall | Текст песни

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Leave me here, it's your tradition.
A world in box.. an empty vision.
Empty spaces in my heartbeat..
Crazy races.. phantomizing.
Leave me here, it's your tradition.
A world in box.. an empty vision.

People lie, there is no light.

Hide, steal, crime, pain.

What if i bleed? Would someone be there?
Sense of who you were...

Leave me here, it's your tradition.
World in box.. an empty vision.

People lie, there is no light.

What if i bleed? Would someone be there?
Sense of who you were...

Hide, steal, crime, pain...

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