Текст песни STVORE - Быть Дальше

Colours of lights
Durachaschy light
streets beautiful
plagued by screaming

Do not dream of me
Peace and quiet
Comfort and warmth
Do I have an iron and an ax

More like a madhouse
This precious life
I'm tired of sweet lies
Cardboard beauty.
Leave it yourself

I want to be more than anyone ever been
By the purple diamond oceans and skies
I was a little universe that is around and within
All I will leave for the sole dream
To be there
There's where I should be.

You sad faces
due to me
How boring
In the light of the living

The emptiness around you
Thickens in front
Do something
To begin to be

I only hear whining
How awful our face our world and nightmares
Die you, wishing that
We could not dare