i hate the way i look today

почему день только начался а я уже не хочу никуда идти

five hundred steps left, maybe i've lost count, my battery died, so i'm not sure if i turn left or turn right. as my eyes gathered tears, it's as if it was staged, how the night skies above start to thunder and rain. like a Hollywood movie with some sad exceptions, no lover to kiss or promised happy endings. i'll swing 'round this street lamp and i'll give you a story, you may say i look crazy, but i won't even care

шёл 7 урок

aren't we all broken people just perfect how to hide it? and life's guarantees that we're all going to die. so am i going to live like this all of my life? i'm not okay right now, but i'll get there somehow

now watch her walk in slow motion, watch her walking away, her hair will dance in the wind, she'll be the girl you wish you had

give me a night to cry my heart out, and a day to re-brand

not meant to last, but meant to be the last