Mary Gu - Калифорния
текст песни

Run away from home for the hundredth time in a row
On the bus night the last row
The window is not at all California
But you are great, dear
Only you are in this little room
I was not afraid of darkness, I was afraid of volume
I was not used to screaming behind the wall
And then I decided - it is better to be alone
In the throat, the lumps are constantly bad news
It's so easy to talk about your conscience
Those who are more lucky in life
Those who did not fight all the winds in spite
Old backpack, stuffed with children's injuries
Someone said that there is no
Each step on a cold sharp blade
Love in your heart turns into hatred
Run away from home for the hundredth time in a row
On the bus night the last row
The window is not at all California
But you are great, dear
Run away from home for the hundredth time in a row
On the bus night the last row
The window is not at all California
But it is so important once to lose everything
I wish this road would never end
If only this anxiety let go of at least a little
Tired of measuring stations with erased sneakers
Tell me the girl who betrayed you?
On the table the keys to the past are thrown
Not a single reason to be good for all
For some luxury is a currency in his hands
And you just wanted to call someone
Run away from home for the hundredth time in a row
On the bus night the last row
The window is not at all California
But you are great, dear
Run away from home for the hundredth time in a row
On the bus night the last row
The window is not at all California
But it is so important once to lose everything