Somebody But Me The 4 Colours (Ost. Барвиха 2. Золотые)

Taking my pain
Taking my name
Taking it all back.
Cover my veins
Putting on chains
Not to let me go.

Now I refuse to understand
What we are living for.
Everything's sold...

Reading my thoughts
Killing my Gods
To control my life.
Breathing my air
 [bad word] my hair
Not to let me live.

Now I refuse to understand
Who we are living for.
Everything's sold, love's cheaper than gold
There's no place for us at all.

 [bad word] 
There will be somebody but me (x4)

Breaking the laws
Taking my clothes
To replace me then.
Taking my friends
Changing my plans
To make me lose myself.

Now I refuse to understand
Why we are still living here.
I'll roll the dise to get my prize
But heaven won't wait for us.