Bounded

Bounded eyes on the way, reckoning alien word,
That now use to hurt.
But I want to belong, but I want to belong.

Nowheremen, nowherelife - scenery seeking a pair,
Comes to despair.
But I want to belong, but I want...

We're surrounded by the crowd living in can
Feels like God ran out of men,
I used to love.



Credits
Writer(s): N. S. Stashevskiy
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