Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Space Of Variations
Исполнитель
Dmytro Kozhukhar
Ведущий вокал
Oleksii Zatserkovnyi
Электрогитара
Tymofii Kasatkin
Барабаны
Anton Kasatkin
Электрическая бас-гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Dmytro Kozhukhar
Автор песен
Oleksii Zatserkovnyi
Автор песен
Tymofii Kasatkin
Автор песен
Anton Kasatkin
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Space Of Variations
Продюсер
Oleksii Zatserkovnyi
Миксинг-инженер
Слова
I want it real, I don't want to fake it.
We need to talk, damage done, let's face it.
You loved me once, but today you're blaming.
Wanna believe, but the faith keeps testing me.
But the faith keeps testing me.
And the faith will test you.
I want it real, I don't want to fake it.
We need to talk, damage done, let's face it.
You loved me once, but today you're blaming.
Skeletons moved from the closet to the basement.
You're scared of death and scared of living.
The pressure is gonna eat you, baby, eat you, baby.
You better run, better run,
Faster than my bullet.
Faster than my word.
Nowhere to run, where to run.
You summoned the future. It's here, and it's knocking on your door.
Wanna believe, but the faith keeps testing me.
But the faith keeps testing me.
And the faith will test you.
I want it real, I don't want to fake it.
We need to talk, damage done, let's face it.
You loved me once, but today you're blaming.
Wanna believe, but the faith is a cage.
In the merciless march of evolution,
My flesh and bones are a good foundation for a brighter future.
Do I even have a chance?
To find a sense, to find a reason of this prison in my
Head.
Спати не хочуть ці чорні зіниці пустих домів.
Я все розгубив.
У тілі ночі блищали зірки, як леза ножів.
Я на межі.
Бачили очі завмерла у просторі зграя птахів.
Спати не хочуть ці чорні зіниці пустих домів.
I want it real, I don't want to fake it.
We need to talk, damage done, let's face it.
You loved me once, but today you're blaming.
Wanna believe, but the faith keeps testing me.
But the faith keeps testing me.
And the faith will test you.
I want it real, I don't want to fake it.
We need to talk, damage done, let's face it.
You loved me once, but today you're blaming.
Skeletons moved from the closet to the basement.
Written by: Anton Kasatkin, Dmytro Kozhukhar, Oleksii Zatserkovnyi, Tymofii Kasatkin

