Get the songs to work their own
In the heart
I am so tired, are you sure?
I'll soon become sound
And everything will be better

There's nothing we can do
At night you're already not there
Shimmering memories
You're not there, come for me here

'Cause I like it in the city
All of this can't be numbered
Finally
Please, what are these empty sides?
On silver breath
Supposed to come to me running
And the sky will be black
I am so sick of these dreams
I am so tired
For everyday that I woke up
Just another delay before you say goodbye again

But I'm, I am too tired to cry
But I'm, I am too tired to cry
Oh, I am too tired to cry
But I'm, I am too tired to cry
Crying, crying
I am too tired to cry
I am too tired to cry
Cry, cry, cry