I hate being sober.
It's hard for me to be sober. I hate being sober.
Time is so damn slow,
I'm just growing old, I live like I'm dead.
The world is cold to me.
I have so many damn things to do,
but I have nothing that I want to do.
Love that I thought would last forever has set.
My heart can race even after time passes.
Без тебя моя жизнь как каторга.
Мир без тебя словно угасает.
Ты как заболевание,
Никак моё сердце не покинешь.
The more time passes, the more you get to know me,
only disappointments will remain but.
Day by day it fades away.
Times that I was so happy
Even without anything.