Run away tonight
Do you think it's right?
You've found a quiet place
Deep inside your mind.
Adversities of life.
You have no strength to fight.
Why you should stand still
If you can just hide?
Your wretched existence is here
In your own burrow dream.
No troubles and no pain,
No responsibility.
Do you think it's right?
Should I wait for insight?
Living in the world of
Pure fiction with no restrictions
With scripted actions
With no infractions
[Solo: Melentyev]
Dreaming of utopic fake world
self-deception
Living in the fictional vault
Out from the reality so unfair
self-pity
From the abode of dispair
Do you think it's right?
Removed from rigor life.
[Solo: Palitsin]
This action is like a drug
Cures the heartache
But abuse the drugs
And you cannot just brake
Suffer all the day
Waiting for a dose
Sluggish and engrossed
Or cheezed-off and morose
You are diving in the thoughts
Have nothing worth living for
Now the world aside
Maybe next step is suicide
Living on the edge
of nothingness
Living in the world of
Pure fiction with no restrictions
With scripted actions
With no infractions
You realize that this is not the salvation
But the affliction
You're in addiction
Of fake satisfactions.
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