Вестник Моды - In Your room
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In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here?
In your favorite darkness
Your favorite half light
Your favorite consciousness
Your favorite slave

In your room
Where souls disappear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here?
Your favorite innocence
Your favorite prize
Your favorite smile
Your favorite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?

In your room
Your burning eyes
'Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon
Or will I always be here?
Your favorite passion
Your favorite game
Your favorite mirror
Your favorite slave

I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?

Hanging on your words
Living on your breath
I'm feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
Hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?

Will I always be here?
Will I always be here?
Will I always be here?