Singer: PLC

God is my judge, I’ll take what’s mine before it’s too late.

This needs to be finished.

It's cold, because it doesn't burn anymore.

I was superfluous - no offense come on.

I'm tired of being suspended, unbalanced.

Many ideas, even without being embodied in matter, have a greater impact than completely material people and phenomena.

If everything is so good, why are you here now?

Whoever I was, but I never became someone

Reduce words to meaning!

And tomorrow I won't be able to find myself without you.

And maybe I'm a hundred times naive, but what is this world without you?

Nobody has figured out how to love and what to hate.

Money is just paper, gold has become just metal.

Under the spot, everything was justified -
Go to your navigators.
Inside, reaching to the most important,
Look, I've reinvented the world.