Away
I'm walking the line,
I hate this world,
I'm seeking for freedom...
What is luck?
What is luck?
All is illusion,
Reality is dying,
All is covered in varnish.
Scratch it off, scratch it off -
And you can see rust.
It's dragging me home -
This feeling...
Away - away - away
So faraway...
Just look at the people -
Grabbing everything,
Trying to buy luck
Ruthlessly, ruthlessly...
Stick at nothing...
Isolation is king,
Consum is deadly,
All is covered in varnish.
Scratch in off, scratch it off -
And you can see rust.
It's dragging me home -
This feeling...
Away - away - away
So faraway...
Your hand is like hope,
Your face as white as milk,
Your skin - the survival,
Your mouth is sweet...
Words like honey
Creep into my ears,
Speak softly to me...
It's dragging me home -
This feeling...
Away - away - away
So faraway I wanna go with you...
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 2