Some things scar your heart so deeply that a howl is not enough
To adequately purge the soul of pain
Still you yearn for contact but the burden that you shoulder means
You'll never trust a living soul again
And in the disparate clamour of the chaos that surrounds you
It's hard to know which of the voices that you hear
Are your own
This is how it feels to be alone
just like we'll die alone
m-hm!
neka, neka. ovde se više ceni!
inače, rokere uvek slušam dok pikam HeroinOMM3. Uz bacanje spelova samo "Deeeso, Deeeso, imaš dobro meso! Deeesoo, pile, zapakuj mi pola kile" <3