Kostya Fedulov - White Oak

Things getting harder on my chest
Think I just need some rest
Need to care a little less
I am a child, not the best
Mom is screaming from the West
“You’re a little bit depressed”
But I want back
All the things I’ve lost
Even if it can’t be back
But I want back
Smiles and other stuff
Even if it can’t come back
I remember champagne, I remember some smoke
Close to death, almost choke
Bottles hollow, but folk
Party hard, go get broke
Even if you just woke
Life is not just a joke
Won’t live as long as white oak
Now, we’re sitting here feel blessed
Dancing there get all from chest
Ripping out our hearts for best
Me and lovely stormy fest
Crying at this cruel test
Life gave us just to confess
That we want back
All the things we’ve lost
Even if it can’t be back
But we want back
Smiles and other stuff
Even if it can’t come back
I remember champagne, I remember some smoke
Close to death, almost choke
Bottles hollow, but folk
Party hard, go get broke
Even if you just woke
Life is not just a joke
Won’t live as long as white oak
We’re living, we’re dreaming
We’re touching, we’re kissing
The reason believing in this stuff we’re dreaming?
We have our own meaning, and nothing can lit it
The reason believing in this stuff we’re dreaming?
Old friends came here to smoke, ashes falling, we still choke
Won’t be as that white oak, die sooner, you will know

Written by:
Kostya Fedulov

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