The life is almost always complicated…
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Sometimes you think you got the muse
But no, again the path has ended…
The fate is playing a game with you,
You cannot see it, you feel it’s cruel
You can’t understand how you were chosen
Try to remember, but memory’s frozen…
The crooked play you take part in
On the scene of life, faces unseen
Dropping the mask you leave this shit
A bullet in head you bleed in the street…
