Run from the city
All inside will be burnt by offense and anguish
Illusion of salvation – your curse

Press me to the wall
And keep me on a leash
On a slow fire
Don’t let me go

Hold me close to you
Choke me with a leash
On a slow fire
Don’t let me go

The script is simple: to go around the circles on the trains over again
All thoughts were leading to the one – run from the city