People Speak In Hushted Voices

I Never Had A Touch With Reality

Fuckin` Words Coming From Everyone

I Hate This Bitch Working Under My Window



People Looking At My Friend Different Faces

He Spoke About Fucked Up Kid`s Dreams

About Drugs Which Deprive The Taste Of Life

Dsease Voices Are Back Again



People Have Funckin` Thoughts Useles For Everyone

Every Dreams Going Under When Somebody Say Something

It`s So Beautifu That I Wanna Die In Black Roses

But I Can`t, I Don`t Have Fuckin` Black Roses



Streets Are Full Of Fuckin People

Which Can See Only Themselfs

To Destroy Everyone Who`s Good As Them

That`s The Fuckin` Way Of Life



It`s Too Late

To Escape From Here

Think Again Just Once

Is That Really Your Place



Your Little Heart

Can`t Exist In This World

It`s Too Week



Too Week To This World