All these people are around, all these people around
All these people around are so empty
All these people are around, all these people are around, and
I'm afraid to go to the therapist, I am afraid that I will become iron
After all, all my feelings, all my thoughts spill into the texts every day
I live and suffer for the sake of verses, alas, there were hundreds of mistakes in the way
But who would I be if I were not wounded, that I am hiding behind a mask of smiles, and
All these people are around, all these people around
All these people around are so empty
All these people are around, all these people are around, and
There are so many questions in my eyes
There are so few answers in your eyes
I am writing these songs - my world inside out
But I replenish my list of secrets
Friends have a couple of masks to choose
More friends have even more
Until you feel steel in your heart
You can't distinguish people from cheap
I am again among the dead people, the lights go out, and I am like them
All that remains is to sink on the same days of autumn pore
I dream to quit everything, but how are all those who need me so hard days
You dream of throwing everything, but how I am one, screaming in pain, help you, and
All these people are around, all these people around
All these people around are so empty
All these people are around, all these people are around, and
I'm afraid to go to the therapist, I am afraid that I will become iron
After all, all my feelings, all my thoughts spill into the texts every day
I live and suffer for the sake of verses, alas, there were hundreds of mistakes in the way
But who would I be if I were not wounded, that I am hiding behind a mask of smiles, and
