Erased 19

You look like an erased coin
You have no name, where are you going
Underfoot there is no soil
What is fame? Are you ready to fall?

Lonely night, In vain words spoken are already depreciated
House of cards fell apart together with your hopes
Your silent tracks are buried in my wastelands
I raise you every time you are alive in memories
Our bridges burned down, and we've got different ways
Everything that we want - we have managed to say
Empty promises are dead without chance to incarnate
Everything that we had - we have to appreciate
Do you remember the full moon or the pouring rain?
I can't stop to represent you, I know you hear me anyway
None of us wants to survive this pain again
The reality is cruel, curtain falls, the end of the game

You look like an erased coin
You have no name, where are you going
Underfoot there is no soil
What is fame? Are you ready to fall?

Wipe me off the face of the earth
As the superfluous memoirs
I am sand I am water, flowing through my fingers
Where am I now? Can you feel me? No one knows!

This is the end of the game



Credits
Writer(s): Mikhail Efimenko
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