Silly, well, if you want - cry I will hold your hand It hurts, I know where At the very bottom of the soul, what can not be reached Those who don't need us Every night without knocking on our dreams So tell me whose truth is It is pain for us, and the Lord is their judge They blew us to the temple They shattered our hearts And we follow them into the darkness And we follow them to heaven They are rivers of change to us They give us oceans of lies And we give them faith in return And we dedicate our lives to them To whom, why? And we dedicate our lives to them To whom, why?
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Silly, well, if you want - cry
I will hold your hand
It hurts, I know where
At the very bottom of the soul, what can not be reached
Those who don't need us
Every night without knocking on our dreams
So tell me whose truth is
It is pain for us, and the Lord is their judge
They blew us to the temple
They shattered our hearts
And we follow them into the darkness
And we follow them to heaven
They are rivers of change to us
They give us oceans of lies
And we give them faith in return
And we dedicate our lives to them
To whom, why?
And we dedicate our lives to them
To whom, why?
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