Please, Stop This (Stage N2)

Duration

5:03

Genres

Hard Rock

Lyrics

Please, Stop This My eyes can’t see, my ears can’t hear It’s been only 10 days, but it’s like a couple of years I can’t even identify any smell or any object, I’m just like a living dead I think that I’d better be a corpse Because corpses are allowed to sleep I’m locked in a cage but I am guilty of the crime And praying to all saints: ‘Move on and make my time come’ Now I’m lying down I can’t move my arm It’s seems like some kind of disease You’d better kill me right now And stop messing around Could you please, please, please Stop this? I’m trynna close my eyes one’s again But right away he hits to make me understand "DON’T SLEEP!" I can’t even identify any smell or any object, I’m just like a living dead I think that I’d better be a corpse Because corpses are allowed to sleep I’m locked in a cage but I am guilty of the crime And praying to all saints: ‘Move on and make my time come’ Now I’m lying down I can’t move my arm It’s seems like some kind of disease You’d better kill me right now And stop messing around Could you please, please, please Stop this?