Текст и слова песни Lethal – The Real
I've been swept away with a violent brain storm
With the constant pounding scream of pain
Outside my window pane.
The night is waiting, anticipating
You to light a candle for me
Too much to conceal, too much of the real
Too much reconstruction.
That's why I fear the morning
Challenging the night for twilight
Calling me it's victim
For it always makes me feel the real
I felt the chance come on
It felt like I was dying
Avoiding the sentence
Of waiting for a second chance
I hope you don't mind if I don't find
Comfort in your brave new world
I'm out of the race
I'm out of the line
I'm out of words to call mine
I've been swept away with a violent brain storm
With the constant pounding scream of pain
Outside my window pane.
I hope you don't mind if I don't find
Comfort in your brave new world
I'm out of the race
I'm out of the line
I'm out of words to call mine
With the constant pounding scream of pain
Outside my window pane.
The night is waiting, anticipating
You to light a candle for me
Too much to conceal, too much of the real
Too much reconstruction.
That's why I fear the morning
Challenging the night for twilight
Calling me it's victim
For it always makes me feel the real
I felt the chance come on
It felt like I was dying
Avoiding the sentence
Of waiting for a second chance
I hope you don't mind if I don't find
Comfort in your brave new world
I'm out of the race
I'm out of the line
I'm out of words to call mine
I've been swept away with a violent brain storm
With the constant pounding scream of pain
Outside my window pane.
I hope you don't mind if I don't find
Comfort in your brave new world
I'm out of the race
I'm out of the line
I'm out of words to call mine
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