Dark
Андрей Адяков
Every time under pressure
I can loose my believe
Spinning radiostations
Feel remorse like a grief
I don`t need idle sermons
Your souls from the dark
It`s my last day, hands tremors
Just my song like a mark
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Андрей Адяков
, 2019
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