I ran for a long time,
I ran again for a long time.
Yeah i'll be ridin and i’ll be dyin'
In ma city.
I ran for a long time,
I ran again for a long time.
Yeah i'll be ridin and i’ll be dyin'
In ma city.
Все ангелы, знающие боль, летающие на поврежденных крыльях сквозь ночь.
Каждый раз, когда я думаю о любви, каждый раз, когда я думаю о любви,
Я не хочу слушать веселые песни, я буду стоять перед мои одиночество, окрашивая свою жизнь.
Теряю и получаю взамен, но я все еще ищу что-то.
It's alright to stop
You don’t need to run without knowing why.
It's alright to not have any dreams
If you have moments where you can feel happiness.
People say, there’s splendor in that bright light but my growing shadow swallows me and becomes a monster.
Whether this is a dream or reality, it's not important,
Just the fact that you’re by my side
Thanks.
If someone could turn time back
Maybe I could’ve become more honest?
With my bare face that only I know of
With my long-time friends inside that are ugly and miserable?
Would you have still put on that smile?