Plastic Wall


Music: Vladimir L. Znamenskij / Jan Bárta
Text: Vladimir L. Znamenskij / Jan Bárta
Arranged by Fullstop


You’ve seen me in a dirt of age,
in misery I am encaged,
don’t get too close to me.

Between me and your happy world,
was built an epic plastic wall.
I know my poverty.

Your pretty smile vary a cry
Don’t be so pale.

You ask me why I am so sad,
I’ll show you reason! My soul is dead,
but body's still alive.

It’s time to sleep in a feral bed
never mind a bullet that's,
spinning in my mind.

Your pretty smile vary a cry
Don’t be so pale.

GUITAR SOLO

Your pretty smile vary a cry
Don’t be so pale.

GUITAR SOLO

Your pretty smile vary a cry
Don’t be so pale.