Lyrics: Elovitsky Maxwell
Music: Weinman Sergey
What\'s left of me is dwelling on the tape
And I\'m a weeping, fractured wave
After they dragged me from the river
Now I have your speakers for a grave
I do not exist
But my soul is here
As long as you listen to
A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears
The night I chose to die
I left this tape behind
I\'m damned to relive my final hours
Each time you press rewind
I know you hate me, I know you do
I feel you smiling as you play it through
A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears
A voice without a body
My cursed crying
Music to your ears
You can hear me but I can\'t breathe
All I can is
la-la-la...