Oh well. I won. As always. As projected
You know since shade are gone, Im loosy. I'm infected
And all the lights are definitely down.
I feel they comes to me from moony side reflected
But its ok. Im here. I wont to go, whenever I'm affected
The sadness pale my eyes, I want to sleep, stop breathing
I never want to hear the sounds. I'm on myself completed
Like gypsy's fair guitar sweet rattling subsides near
My eyes are closed - the world behind is obviously clear
I'm down, I'm broke, I'm calling help. But no one wants to hear
I don't believe a word. As story tells the Troy is fall as always
I want to stay alone. I wont move on. Im hopeless
Regarding to the brighter days, how dare they comes that sudden?
I live my life cling to the reins as inexperienced rider
I know this world - I did before, and I will do that after
But why the hell to abandon of lonely smooth disaster?
Somewhere in 2009