Георгий Миль, Убитый декабрь - эмо пара
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Because you're my emo couple
We're lost forever
And my white hair
In all your photos
My hands are covered in your bites
My neck is stained red
I hope I'll find you on me
In the cultural capital

Because this is a St. Petersburg vibe, I'm high on coffee
My eyes are the color of blood
I'll get lost with a guitar
Aka Morty on a skateboard
I've forgotten how to be at home
We know so little about you
But I know for sure with you
We'll be together until the grave
Three more hours until the drop
I need to mend my sweater
That we tore apart
When they wanted to darn the brand
Yes, my hands are all scarred
But you'll lick all the wounds
And my white hair
In all your photos

I'm disappearing with a guitar
The courtyards are really boring
I don't look for the truth in people
I just love being ordinary
Fuck problems and gossip
St. Petersburg remembers moments
I'm not like that I'm not a bad person
Fuck all your advice
I'm a homebody
I adore comfort
I just love to stare
At her hair, damn
I never studied its paths
But poison used to kill
Just say you love me
And we'll share a bed
I've never loved like this
All I can think about is her
I don't want to wake up
I could sleep like this all day
Dreams are choking me inside
But there's a silhouette in my head
We won't part, you hear? Hold me tighter

It's a St. Petersburg vibe, I'm high on coffee
My eyes are the color of blood
I'll get lost with a guitar
Aka Morty on a skateboard
I've forgotten how to be at home
I barely know you
But I know you for sure
We'll be together until the grave
Three more hours until the drop
I need to mend my sweater
That we tore apart
When they wanted to mend the brand
Yes, my hands are all scarred
But you'll lick all the wounds
And my white hair
In all your photos