One day you wake up…you grab a brush and put a little make up…you go to walk out…gone for good and break up…you try to find some one who trying to listen you…but it was idea to shake up…to shake up your ass in middle of city…city that was waste up…

You understand it…understand it too late…you try to get out…but it will be your mistake…you choose a wrong way…and than…

You wake…understand that it was a nightmare…you grab your damned brush and put a little make up…you go for a walk...see at the sky…sky that be a little blow up… you will see a little bit of angels, who stay up…they don’t try to go for a sleep…they just try to see how you try to get out…you want to go up...you want to break up…you want to find yourself in a bubble jungle…

Than you come home…you understand that you are going mad…you turn on the music…go for find a water…clean up your make up…you go to bed…than it be a nightmare when you sleep before you wake up, grab fucking push and out such a make up.