Lyrics

Where could we take that train ? A simple travel to self-esteem? Where could we find that sun? Here we're stuck to neon-tubes I used to see you calm and quiet Appearance is made for self-defence Now, you play the B-side You can't keep anger locked longer inside Here is a salvation doping chemically clocked Crisis means catharsis(if we realise where wе are) Even if yestеrday was a rainy day Work today For metamorphosis All things in your life aren't collapsed yet