AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Paper Garbage

Your cherished dream is from now on unsealed
You've got everything you always strived for
A fatal wound in your heart is now healed
Being satisfied with life, whine no more

You decide on never falling in love
Coz you're fed up with hurting from cheating
Just freedom is all that you take care of
You need no one and it ain't depressing

The future hopes are put in cold storage
The past is buried under heavy sand
You think that money is paper garbage
Gotta spend it before it'll make you blind

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