for some food and bit of love

Легкая Ложь
Take me home. Let me in.
It's no matter pain or sin
Nothing is important now
Want kill yourself? Ask me how.

Open door, I feel too cold
How fast you growing old...
Look at door - I am still there
Endless fight - but who will care?

Take me home, let me in
Who will lose and who will win?
What we fighting for all life?
For some food... and bit of love