Dead Conversation — текст песни (Kaospilot)





Another useless statement. This conversation is dead. We sit and talk for hours. But nothing is really said. You look at me: I look at you. "Everything is fine". So concerned about maintaing our pretty facade. But nothing is said. Pretty facade.



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