Rays of Sun
No perspectives
No desires
I'd like to leave
This place now
The silence is too loud here
And all the rooms becoming tight
Solitude is my new state
Though there's many ones around here
And they shoot me with a gun
There's no chance that the pain will be ever gone
Though I still hardly try to reach the rays of sun
And its heat gently touches to my arms
Though now it seems so far away, from me
Everything is fake here
Lying never stops
Things remain obscure and vague
Try just not die
People are too busy
Building their own house of cards
These traditions leading ones
To the void without a bottom
And they shoots me with a gun
There's no chance that the pain will be ever gone
Though I still hardly try to reach the rays of sun
And its heat gently touches to my arms
Though now it seems so far away from, away from, away from me!
Looks like there will be no change for us
Living real life remains too hard
I recall the moments from the past
But they drown in shouts of present time
Everyday it gets worse
Lament consumes my thoughts
Dreaming is just for fools
Apathy guides our hearts
But I don't want to live to be murdered
With the gun of life
History makes a weapon from the past
So we believe it's right to live without a taste
Of the pleasure and off the common sense
One has to grow and has to die
Grief is bursting through my mind
Pain is crushing all my tries
Public sentence fills with haze
What should be a cloudless space
No desires
I'd like to leave
This place now
The silence is too loud here
And all the rooms becoming tight
Solitude is my new state
Though there's many ones around here
And they shoot me with a gun
There's no chance that the pain will be ever gone
Though I still hardly try to reach the rays of sun
And its heat gently touches to my arms
Though now it seems so far away, from me
Everything is fake here
Lying never stops
Things remain obscure and vague
Try just not die
People are too busy
Building their own house of cards
These traditions leading ones
To the void without a bottom
And they shoots me with a gun
There's no chance that the pain will be ever gone
Though I still hardly try to reach the rays of sun
And its heat gently touches to my arms
Though now it seems so far away from, away from, away from me!
Looks like there will be no change for us
Living real life remains too hard
I recall the moments from the past
But they drown in shouts of present time
Everyday it gets worse
Lament consumes my thoughts
Dreaming is just for fools
Apathy guides our hearts
But I don't want to live to be murdered
With the gun of life
History makes a weapon from the past
So we believe it's right to live without a taste
Of the pleasure and off the common sense
One has to grow and has to die
Grief is bursting through my mind
Pain is crushing all my tries
Public sentence fills with haze
What should be a cloudless space
Credits
Writer(s): David Zazovych Margalitadze
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