People All Around The Unsleeping

[Verse 1]
I’m the man, who had friends, but they all gone on my hands
I had the love, but it gone, on my eyes, my body, on my hands
My family, my son, my dreams – they all gone on my knees
I’m still eighteen and the world's still green, I’m living from thousand sixteen
I’m passing times, I’m passing friends, I’m passing love, but I can’t die
I’m full of pain and tragedy, above my head death very high
I think that I got stuck in life, that full of hurt and traitors
I look like young, but thousand years – my back is full of scars

[Chorus]
People all around. People all around screaming:
"You are a Satan! You are a Satan!"
But I can’t answer anything
"What the hell are you? Go the hell from here!", –
Many times was burnt, many timеs was killed
But I can’t answer anything

[Verse 2]
Who am I should be?
Grеat philosophy? Great historic
Soldier, rogue or staying alcoholic?
I(Not) can be anything, I(Not) can see everything
Know much as, can try everything –
Stop cancer, all diseases
New time of technic, computer's my routine
Play different games, eat cheeseburgers
Watch movies on big screen
I(Not) can have all I need
It’s two thousand sixteen
But friends are dice, my lover dies
I’m fucking lose control