Is there a thing that we are living for?
Life's just a word and nothing more?
My unintended meditation...
Am I myself or just a fake that's only copy in someway
Or fuckin' doll with no its choice, no moving forward: only stay
My unintended meditation...
My clock keeps going - no delay, it's working on & on & on
I'm sitting here, have no to do, I'm feeling smth's going wrong...
My unintended meditation...
30 Января 2004