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I remember we're standing in the dark
And you're as cold as the tiles under our feet
All around is broken glass
I feel the shards and the smell of whiskey
It looks like we're going out of order
Someone's become unusable
No exchange
What's next in this case
I'm taking losses in the battle at the kitchen
The kitchen floor is now pure noir
A scandal has broken out in the style of post-modernism
What's next? It will be with us further
Like a training of falsehood
In the dark
Pull closer to me
These dances in the dark
And we dance on the fragments
Of our feelings and hurt our feet
But all the worries in the dark
Leave
Pull closer to me
These dances in the dark
Pull closer to me
In the dark
I remember, you pressed yourself against me
And everything was like a miracle, you bit your lips
But the feelings that were in you
Burned to ashes,
Leave them to the wind
It seems that we are failing
It seems that there is no exchange
And those feelings are like trash, on the shore with the surf
There is no place for them in the sea, the end of love
Pull closer to me
These dances in the dark
And we dance on the fragments
Of our feelings and hurt our feet
But all the worries in the dark
Leave
Pull closer to me
These dances in the dark
We dance on the fragments
Of our feelings and hurt our feet legs
Pull close to me
Pull close to me, these dances
In the dark
Pull close to me quickly
These dances in the dark
We dance on the fragments
Of our feelings and hurt our legs
But all the worries in the dark
Go away
Pull close to me quickly
These dances in the dark
We dance on the fragments
Of our feelings and hurt our legs
Pull close to me
Pull close to me, these dances
In the dark
In the dark