Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
Polaroid pictures of youth Stretched across an empty room Holding on to what I miss I lost myself writing this The desperate youth tell themselves it isn’t forever But your tongue tastes bitter, and the stink is on your collar I gave up on life after giving up on help So I lie in a bed of scabs where I left myself Let my soul sing Let my spirit fly I wonder what you’re thinking now? Tell me who I was, I can’t accept what I’m [bad word] Survival was remembering, now survival is forgetting This face frightens me, this face frightens me My father was an irish gypsy traveller [bad word] and kind in equal measures He used to say - “If man is meek, then meeker the man, often in which we punish, and sacrifice the lamb” Oh, anxiety you [bad word] [bad word] lover, you keep [bad word] me Let my soul sing Let my spirit fly I wonder what you’re thinking now? It hurts that I’m nothing more than a memory Go rot with filth, just like me, just like me Let my soul sing Let my spirit fly I wonder what you’re thinking now?