סקיצת אולפן ראשונה עם מיקס בסיסי

Living these years
It's seems like there's no right or wrong
and every next breath
is a dream come off a memmory like a song

Like a quote from a breeding utopian truth
we're riding on the optimistic road

And there's no turning back
there's no drive for letting go

Mistakes are like marionettes
sitting on my concious
dancing and dancing
in a protest against my good will