Who cares if one more light goes out in a sky of a million stars?/ Well I do
consumed.
cold.
destroyed.
broken.
defeated.
absolutely fucking insane.
losing all my fucking sanity.
having such a weird dreams.
talking all that stupid shit.
ashamed.

that's how you make me feel.
and now i fucking hate myself and using shitty english to express it.
i'm not quite shure if i could do it in russian.
i'm not fucking shure.
i need something.
i just need you.

and it's something wrong with me.

@музыка: all that remains.