Текст песни Белочка - Жизнь

Gray days
Meaningless life.
Master one
Fate all whims
You.
Deviate from his dreams.

No more goal
No sense of life,
What you need - do not appreciate
Unnecessary glaring
With myself.
I causing yourself for a new pain pain.

False words
Fake smiles.
You have already finished all the struggle attempts.
You throw in the abyss to no longer suffer
But in the morning there is a bed again.

False words
Fake smiles.
You have already finished all the struggle attempts.
You throw in the abyss to no longer suffer
But in the morning there is a bed again.

The former joy is bigger
Do not bring happiness.
And the holidays of Steel
Akin to bad weather.
Everything
Tired, you do not know what to wait yet.

Want to leave
Want to disappear.
What else to do?
After all, life is not interesting
Here.
Everything is more closely covered by the carrier.

False words
Fake smiles.
You have already finished all the struggle attempts.
You throw in the abyss to no longer suffer
But in the morning there is a bed again.

False words
Fake smiles.
You have already finished all the struggle attempts.
You throw in the abyss to no longer suffer
But in the morning there is a bed again.

You look at the window, you look into the window,
But because of the tears you do not see anything.
Would step down to finish everything
And this pain in the chest forever finish off ...

False words
Fake smiles.
You have already finished all the struggle attempts.
You throw in the abyss to no longer suffer
But in the morning
under you
Bed again.