Someday I'm going to live the hero in your mind.
When something you do not grope in the chest knocking.
In your fantasies, there's always just you and me, understand,
But you go into the world alone, and I'm going to sound.
Line by line, well, draw me in verse.
Your depression has captivated me like a prisoner.
Come to a meeting, I'll wait for you in my dreams.
You are my life, my pain, and therefore my music.
Find me most among gigabytes of memory.
Deliver me from oblivion and suffering.
There's me and you, but it seems we are cursed by someone,
After you go into the world alone, and I'm going to sound again.
Memories of the smoke is not impressive.
After all, if no memory means and does not remember.
Once you know the cause of sadness and sorrow, but ...
Memories of us will take a wine.
Your passion imprinted on the sheets.
Neosizaemoe feeling as if turned into ashes.
I bring you out of balance, you make me out the door.
And I thought what have I roads.
And how do you sunk so deeply in my imagination,
So different, but at some canvases smeared.
And I do not know who I am to you an enemy or a friend.
After you go into the world alone, and I'm going to sound.
Find me most among gigabytes of memory.
Deliver me from oblivion and suffering.
There's me and you, but it seems we are cursed by someone,
After you go into the world alone, and I'm going to sound.
But how is it to deserve such an attitude,
I can not get through, and you to ignore the pipe.
Let the fool, and you look at me with contempt,
Did you go, not online, and I'm still waiting.
And how do you know the reason for your words and behavior.
I am in the four walls of a prisoner semi transparent hand.
And maybe you will not know what happened with me,
After you left the light one, and I'm going to sound ...
