Текст песни HeadSource - Убивая Мечты

Death breathes life miserable, I cursed myself falling down
Instead of dreams on the sheets of my pain, hundreds of lives and black blood
Constantly hope for tomorrow, time passes and casts a shadow
When writing a book of his, I kill millions of ideas
Lies in the eyes, I forgot about the reality of what happened to me - nothing left
In this disease, there is no fault of mine, so I was born in your white light

Blood writing on yellow leaves, the head of the number of times my name

Fear, pain, death, Headsource

This line completes my world
I am weak, I am tired, finished ether
Steps heavy cornice and jump
I'm leaving, here is my prologue

But I write her killing dreams
And become a part of the lines I was not destined
I'm all alone