Lost Creation - P.H.A.K. | Текст песни

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Sick sick sick, sick sick sick
Paint the canvas, don't let it dry out
Sick sick sick, sick sick sick
Don't let it dry

The sound of silence filling up my head
It creates this lack of emotions, this lack of ideas

My greatest ally is my worst enemy

Sick sick sick, sick sick sick
Paint the canvas, don't let it dry out
Sick sick sick, sick sick sick
Don't let it dry

There’s one thing on my mind: to create this masterpiece

Crafting my own story

The sound of silence filling up my head
It creates this lack of emotions, this lack of ideas
There’s one thing on my mind: to create this masterpiece
Crafting my own story to stand up on my feet
Paint the canvas, don’t let it dry out

My greatest ally is my worst enemy

I craved for so long
For that moment
To see my ally
Defy my enemy
At the end of the road
I see my ally
Define my enemy

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