Текст песни 02:19 AM, Psychosis - Harakiri for the Sky
                                                This 
                                                city 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                no 
                                                man's 
                                                land 
                                                and 
                                                I'm 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                middle,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Still 
                                                stuck 
                                                somewhere 
                                                between 
                                                last 
                                                night 
                                                and 
                                                disturbing 
                                                dreams.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lost 
                                                in 
                                                locked 
                                                up 
                                                rooms, 
                                                these 
                                                walls 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                casket,
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                one 
                                                moment 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                other 
                                                the 
                                                dreams 
                                                become 
                                                my 
                                                life.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Silent 
                                                tappings 
                                                keep 
                                                creeping 
                                                up 
                                                from 
                                                downstairs,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                forever 
                                                lost 
                                                in 
                                                Dystopia, 
                                                but 
                                                who 
                                                cares?
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                these 
                                                charging 
                                                words 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                never 
                                                say 
                                                to 
                                                you,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                gone 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                now, 
                                                but 
                                                somehow 
                                                    I 
                                                miss 
                                                you.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Break 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                walls, 
                                                they'll 
                                                cath 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                rye,
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                step 
                                                further, 
                                                the 
                                                void 
                                                comes 
                                                closer 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                edge.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Burn 
                                                the 
                                                bridges 
                                                down, 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                streets 
                                                led 
                                                us 
                                                the 
                                                wrong 
                                                way,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Following 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                perdition, 
                                                what 
                                                    a 
                                                lonely 
                                                place.
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                shattered 
                                                beleifs 
                                                and 
                                                hearts 
                                                in 
                                                hands,
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                searching 
                                                for 
                                                reasons, 
                                                ways 
                                                beyond 
                                                these 
                                                ruins.
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                arms 
                                                recently 
                                                raised 
                                                and 
                                                gathering 
                                                wounds,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                we 
                                                demand 
                                                our 
                                                tribute 
                                                for 
                                                all 
                                                these 
                                                broken 
                                                dreams.
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                silence 
                                                of 
                                                winter 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                deafening 
                                                noise 
                                                to 
                                                my 
                                                ears,
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                nights 
                                                drag 
                                                unendingly 
                                                and 
                                                shadows 
                                                grow 
                                                longer.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                cant' 
                                                understand 
                                                this 
                                                agony, 
                                                what 
                                                is 
                                                it 
                                                for?
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                will 
                                                    I 
                                                at 
                                                last 
                                                find 
                                                my 
                                                autumn 
                                                asylum?
 
                                    
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