Текст (слова) песни: Funker Vogt - House Of Sorrows
Locked away in rooms and routines But some things are worse than walls Never ending grief surrounds us And sometimes I can hear their calls But I prefer not to notice What there was and has been The ugly truth locked away Will forget what I have seen
So I’m looking for a hell dimension Where everyday is smile-time Where there’s no need for action A place devoid of crime
But Pleasantville is far too boring I have almost lost my mind It’s better to face the facts There is no better truth to find
And again I stare, at the truth I couldn’t bear Not today and not tomorrow There’s no escape from the house of sorrows And again I stare, at the truth I couldn’t bear The tragedies of my past This feeling will forever last I’m in the house of sorrows I`m in the house of sorrows
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