זוהר פסקר / Losing streak |
I think it's called life
I'm in a dead end street
I think It's called growing up
You give what you get
You leave what you bled
I'm in this constant pain
I think it's called life
I'm in this fragile state
I think It's called healing up
Wish I won't let you down
Wish I could turn it around
But you give what you get
You leave what you bled
You feed of the pain
You tried to explain
They don't understand
What we all demand
And never again
Will I run from the rain?
Or hide from the shame
And I've washed all the stains
But the mark still remains
So remember my name...
From your dreams to reality
From the outside looking in
From the top to the bottom
From heaven into hell
From the middle to the edge
From the beginning to the end
From my heart into your heart
From your heart to the stars
From my dreams into your thoughts
The distance is too far
From my dreams to your heart
From there on to the stars
From my heart into your thoughts
The distance is too far...
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
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