anđeli i vragovi

No way
 
There is no perfect world I’ve been searching for
Reality punches me again, fist in my face
There is no winner In this endless race
Or at least, I am not the one to be.
 
There are no tears that purify the soul
Only those that leave black, greasy stain
There are no songs of love on my radio
Only the tunes of anger and pain
 
And I see that I’m dying again
But I’m not afraid of going away
I’ve never been afraid for myself
I am afraid for us.
 
But there is no way a sole man can break
The lines of puppet master
There is no way prayers can be heard
Through this endeavoring noise of curses.
 
There is no way I could win this game
I am nothing but a mid class player
There is no way I could love you more There is no way you could care less