Текст песни -1 - Симметра в Атаке

every stone thrown will grow into a wall
an idea will grow in your throat with ivy
I've grown older in a week
poison pulses through these veins
the hole in my heart is growing irreconcilably
I press Esc but the game continues
we can't stand this skating rink without a heel
do not catch a resume - catch a couple of shots
putting aside the last money for the funeral
dined on my own loneliness
dinner will be random
the same despair for breakfast
poison pulses through these veins
the hole in my heart is growing irreconcilably
I press Esc but the game continues
i press Esc