אוקיי נתחיל ככה.
הכרתי אנשים חדשים
ביניהם בת-אל היקרה, וחיזקתי קשר עם נעה
כל מיני אנשים שחשובים לי מתקרבים
וזה טוב (:
זה עוזר בזמנים קשים (:
שמח להכיר אותכם אנשים 3> תודה שאתם פה
היום, ידידה שלי _____ דיברה איתי
זה כ"כ עזר כ"כ תמך כ"כ היה במקום!
למרות שקשה לה, סבתא שלה עברה ניתוח
היא מצליחה לשמור על אופטימיות
זה כ"כ נחמד מצידה לתמוך בי...
במיוחד בשעות כאלה...
שיר שלי שכתבתי, לא זוכר מתי
אבל הוא דיי מתאים לי לעכשיו
מתאים למצב של כולם בעצם
מתאים לעולם הזה...
The Man, The Mask - Virtual Life
Part 1:
This place is so unreal,
So virtual, Everything's so ritual
Because after all
This is just like a computer game
The one raise, as the other fall
And it was never really my aim
To take you down, as I crash
I didn't want you to burn into ash
Something about this life is not good
This whole situation is just too odd
Please tell me this isn't real
Chorus:
This is not the place I want to be in
This is not what I expected
That's just another life, another sin
And it's not good, I want to be dead
Part 2:
This world was never a fair place
And I've never was an ace
I'll just runaway, leaving no trace
And I've never was a part of this race
All I've ever know is that you're the one I chase
In any case, you're the one for me
Who the hell do you want me to be?
Because I can't take it anymore
What the hell am I standing for?
Have I really got a reason to fight again
I got a reason to have all this pain?
All of this is just in vain
And I don't want it to gain power again
It's stronger than me
I just wanna go home
Chorus:
This is not the place I want to be in
(Not the place)
This is not what I expected
That's just another life, another sin
(Just another, another)
And it's not good, I want to be dead
(It's not good)
This is not the place I want to be in
(Not the place)
This is not what I expected
That's just another life, another sin
(Just another, another)
And it's not good, I want to be dead
(It's not good)
והנה עוד שיר כמו שאמרתי
שגם מתאים לי ממש עכשיו
Plus 44 - No It Isn't
I listen to you cry
A cry for less attention
But both my hands are tied
And I'm pushed into the deep end
I listen to you talk but talk is cheap
And my mouth is filled with blood
From trying not to speak
So search for an excuse
And someone to believe you
In foreign dressing rooms
I'm empty with the need to
Curse my enemies forever
Let's slit our wrists and burn down something beautiful
This desperation leaves me overjoyed
With fading lights that lead us past the lives that we destroy
כינוי:
The River
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