ترانه:
Dysphoria

You can always see through to me, but when I look back I am lost. Do you remember those times when we said one thing and meant another? How much longer

ترجمه: احساس ملالت و کسالت. Dystopia ذاتی.

ترجمه: احساس ملالت و کسالت. سرد نور مرده.

ترجمه: احساس ملالت و کسالت. عوارض جانبی دیگر.

ترجمه: احساس ملالت و کسالت. سارا.

Twenty thousand hours Spent in subjection Alternating between two extremes One last act of desperation A full fledged facade Of equivocation Negligence

Where once a naive child learnt the ropes of life and pain An ashen path has forged to view those remnants with disdain As leaves descending earthward

The change is made within an innocent breath A veil around an existence Accursed with a solitary death Dancing a line of unending decline Over chasms

Ca ne tient vraiment qu'a moi Il y a longtemps que je peste Qu'il faut que je m'occupe de ca Mais qu'est-ce qui m'en empeche? Dysphoria Dysphoria Dysphoria