Bystander Created Image Turns Into Slavery Lyrics

Back streets, black nights
We swim all time in a fake mirrors,
We can not cry - ignore our feelings
Fake loves, white gold
Some stories just can't be rewritten,
I am so blind in a modern rhytms

Back streets, black nights
We swim all time in a fake mirrors,
We can not cry - ignore our feelings
Fake loves, white gold
Some stories just can't be rewritten,
I am so blind in a modern rhytms

I hope you'll never see...
Me standing at the sea!
I hope you'll never see...
Another role!
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