You can make it to the sunrise
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows
what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole
You can make it to the sunrise
Full of despair inside a darkness
Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war
Running out of air, buried in a sadness
Want a way out of this paralyzing world
And the sound of the cries when a family's loved one dies
It echoes through a vacant room where a young soul still resides
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows
what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole
You can make it to the sunrise.
You can make it to the
Sunrise
© Our Last Night
Скетч — Silent Aya
Покрас — Lyra-Mint (На Табуне Lyra-Heartstrings)
Спасибо, что уделили этому свое время.
Вы можете меня найти тутvk.com/tea_with_muffins
lyra-mint.deviantart.com/
what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole
You can make it to the sunrise
Full of despair inside a darkness
Self conscious and scared, held prisoner of war
Running out of air, buried in a sadness
Want a way out of this paralyzing world
And the sound of the cries when a family's loved one dies
It echoes through a vacant room where a young soul still resides
When the night is cold and you feel like no-one knows
what it's like to be the only one buried in this hole
You can make it to the sunrise.
You can make it to the
Sunrise
© Our Last Night
Скетч — Silent Aya
Покрас — Lyra-Mint (На Табуне Lyra-Heartstrings)
Спасибо, что уделили этому свое время.
Вы можете меня найти тутvk.com/tea_with_muffins
lyra-mint.deviantart.com/
7 комментариев
Еще раз хочу вас поблагодарить за столь приятный отзыв.
хотя может это вы и есть