81 Db - Wasting My Time | Текст песни

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• Wasting My Time

An old man had told me:
Boy, open up your eyes
You'll find a source of never-ending lines
Now silence can be heard no more,
And curtains' falling down
This never-ending show has just begun
Books are written in your own
fantasy and fairytailes,
Colored stories save them
Wasting my time from the fear of you
I've been breathing the fire thet kept me through
Wasting my time fron the fear of you
The day that passes sloely is whispering to me
The secrets of next one, I can see
for I am here and breathing now,
drawing my own hand
The more I learn the less understand
Every time the wind blows,
Clouds are changing shape and they
Steal the light but still he's
Wasting my time from fear of you
Can't you see? This is the real me
I got so much more to see