Leon Somov & Jazzu
Prediction
I didn't mean to cross the line
Didn't mean to leave you
I didn't mean to lose my mind
I didn't
I know exactly what you mean
By saying lies
You're my reliever
Believer
Drowning, drowning in river of the sounds
Sinking,sinking in water of the doubts
Prediction of my race destruction
How could I give up?
Prediction of my race destruction
I cannot give up
As you know my war has no guns
No battles and no bullets
It's just a war inside my mind
My troubled mind