作词 : 루빈(Ruvin) 作曲 : 루빈(Ruvin) as the feeling grows, I sense it coming closer light cracks in my walls, little doubts creeping in
the life of my story the death of my story somewhere in between see me standing
as the moment slows, visions starting to blur white wings that flulter wildy, blowing all sense away
the life of my story the death of my story somewhere in between see me standing
are we living in a lie torture of goodbyes and hellos are we living in a lie stuck in between two roads of life stuck in between two roads of life
as the feeling goes, as it moves along as we spin around, my head is clearing fast now time keeps slipping by, changing every line becoming prisoners within a no mans land
are we living in a lie torture of goodbyes and hellos are we living in a lie stuck in between, stuck in between
he and his and me and mine stories this way intertwined ever think that this would be stuck in between two roads of life stuck in between two roads of life
It's getting a feel. It’s getting closer. It's filling up with cracks.
The story of life The story of death at somewhere between them. There's me.
It's getting slow. It's getting faint. It disappears on a white wingshoot.
The story of life The story of death at somewhere between them. There's me.
That's my lie. Please don't torture me. That's my lie. We are standing on the same path. We are standing on the same path.
It's getting dull. It's getting away. It's getting fast. It's getting clearer. Time quickly changes everything. We've become prisoners of choice.
That's my lie. Please don't torture me. That's my lie. on the same path, on the same path
He and his story, you and my story, The story like a lie. We are standing on the same path. We are standing on the same path.
作词 : 루빈(Ruvin) 作曲 : 루빈(Ruvin) as the feeling grows, I sense it coming closer light cracks in my walls, little doubts creeping in
the life of my story the death of my story somewhere in between see me standing
as the moment slows, visions starting to blur white wings that flulter wildy, blowing all sense away
the life of my story the death of my story somewhere in between see me standing
are we living in a lie torture of goodbyes and hellos are we living in a lie stuck in between two roads of life stuck in between two roads of life
as the feeling goes, as it moves along as we spin around, my head is clearing fast now time keeps slipping by, changing every line becoming prisoners within a no mans land
are we living in a lie torture of goodbyes and hellos are we living in a lie stuck in between, stuck in between
he and his and me and mine stories this way intertwined ever think that this would be stuck in between two roads of life stuck in between two roads of life
It's getting a feel. It’s getting closer. It's filling up with cracks.
The story of life The story of death at somewhere between them. There's me.
It's getting slow. It's getting faint. It disappears on a white wingshoot.
The story of life The story of death at somewhere between them. There's me.
That's my lie. Please don't torture me. That's my lie. We are standing on the same path. We are standing on the same path.
It's getting dull. It's getting away. It's getting fast. It's getting clearer. Time quickly changes everything. We've become prisoners of choice.
That's my lie. Please don't torture me. That's my lie. on the same path, on the same path
He and his story, you and my story, The story like a lie. We are standing on the same path. We are standing on the same path.
