Mora пишет:
Мэйнстрим, даже в неформальных течениях является врагом проявления личности.
Какие будут еще мнения на этот счет?
Когда вечером идешь домой так приятно, что не только и интересы у тебя другие, чем у толп ходящих в районах жискотек, но и внешний вид с ними ничего общего не имеет)
I Want Out
From our lives' beginning on
We are pushed in little forms
No one asks us how we like to be
In school they teach you what to think
But everyone says different things
But they're all convinced that
They're the ones to see
Bridge:
So they keep talking and they never stop
And at a certain point you give it up
So the only thing that's left to think is this
Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
People tell me A and B
They tell me how I have to see
Things that I have seen already clear
So they push me then from side to side
They're pushing me from black to white
They're pushing 'til there's nothing more to hear
Bridge:
But don't push me to the maximum
Shut your mouth and take it home
'Cause I decide the way things gonna be
Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
There's a million ways to see the things in life
A million ways to be the fool
In the end of it, none of us is right
Sometimes we need to be alone
(Solo: Kai/Both)
No no no, leave me alone
Chorus:
I want out--to live my life alone
I want out--leave me be
I want out--to do things on my own
I want out--to live my life and to be free
