HEADROLL - Seven Rounds Of Hell | Текст песни

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• Seven Rounds Of Hell

So hard to keep an open heart
When so much shit happens around
Scars is your most expensive gift
I pick it sometimes

When I think about you
Feel a lump rise in the throat
I didn’t fell sorry only for those days
That passed near with you

You is the reason because
I don’t want to die always
Now I have an aim
And it’s deeply in my heart

Single people walk away
Similar attracts similar
Two sick souls met
To walk their own ways

I need your hands
That will meet me
Your life is pain
That you shared with me
My life is fake
Without you
I live in seven rounds of Hell!

My painted face
Is someone’s dirty tricks
I’m a broken toy
A hutch is my brain
I walk alone
With my pain
In the seven rounds of Hell

I’ll bleed for you!
I’ll die for you!

Sprinkle the head with ashes
Leave the past in the past

The voices are in my head. So much
That I don’t hear my voice

I’ll bleed for you
I’ll break the ribs of that
Who'll try to hurt you
I respect you!

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