Jam - Пластика
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You don't know my timbre
You don't see my look
Confused lines
Unbearable hell
And a murderous cipher
Code into the meaning
Flame is my director
I am a logical artist

P.
Plastic
My heart is dragged into the plastic words
It's a pity
But you were not ready for this
Your nightmare that understands everything and always
This is where water freezes with lead ...
Forever and ever

Thin fingers answer
Half -wizard is a half -skid
Inappropriate "no" and logical "yes"
And crystal screen
So attentive eyes
Interchants breath
Considering that saved

Lighting - as a ghostly rising granite
Separation zero, but it will solve everything
Through minutes running along the thread on the thread
You suddenly decide what you need me

P.

Millions of words
Filling the world
I'll pick myself up
The perfect vampire
And again do not recognize
Neither my gesture nor my gaze
It is so difficult for you to solve
I'm so happy about this

In your complex of days, price list of steps
Your faces of burning slap and eye
You do not know what I am for
Make you lose your soul for an hour ...