The Living Tombstone. My Ordinary Life (№ 383590)

Do you feel me? Take a look inside my brain
The people always different but it always feels the same
That's the real me. Pop the champagne
The haters wanna hurt me and I'm laughin' at the pain
Can you heal me? Have I gained too much?
When you become untouchable you're unable to touch
Is there a real me? Pop the champagne
It hurts me just to think and I don't do pain.




Can you feel me? Look at my brain.
People are always different, but it's always the same.
It's the real me. Pop the champagne
Haters want to hurt me, and I laugh at this pain.
Can you heal me? Not too many I bought?
When you're untouchable you can't touch.
Is there a real me? Pop the champagne
It hurts me just to think about, and I don't hurt.
(To understand once I thought I
Feelings are all similar, though different on the inside
I don't change, such as it is,
Who wants to harm, the laughter is my revenge.
Help me, I'm high
When the untouchable, to reach out can't
I have changed the
It hurts me just to think of it, but I just can't take.)