Pretty life

i deep inside and i search for you
i am scratched on walls and i search for you
i have opened veins and i have found soul
my pretty life and i wait for you
Bridge;
sometimes we die
but now not time to speak about sex
never mind
all that i think
never mind
you my pretty life
you my pretty life
you my pretty life
you my pretty life
i will keep your drugs in veins
i hide in veins
i was breaking
i was breaking
doctors conduct for me supervision
i hide tablets to not go mad as you
they hate me and my generation
unpretty life
i search for you
i touch you