Port Avenue - Похоронка
текст песни

Nerves are handed over, in the throat com
The dialogue will only add
The heart is covered with ice
And then he will melt again
Let me sit, yes stop, why are you spinning
Don't touch me, and so drama to the heap
In childhood, you were taught to share
Your swing - my swing

Step by step in quarters
I go from you zig
All now in their places

Now you hate fear
After all, on the lips
Yours
My last kiss is habitable
But you know
I'm tired
So tired
Live
But to all your wounds bandage
Now you hate

Lying with you Walt
In the morning, the end happens
I will drink wine before bedtime
Do not feel like it kicks
Not tears on the face, but sweat with streams
And tomorrow you will push the fruit of sorrow
You know this, I'm not scared
And you, what are you, it doesn't matter to me for a long time

Step by step in quarters
I go from you zig
And no more thought about colors

Now you hate fear
After all, on the lips
Yours
My last kiss is habitable
But you know
I'm tired
So tired
Live
But to all your wounds bandage
Now you hate

Now you hate

Not tears on the face, but sweat with streams
And tomorrow you will push the fruit of sorrow
You know this, I'm not scared
And you, what are you, it doesn't matter to me for a long time

Now you hate fear
Fear
Fear
Now you hate fear
Fear
Fear

Now you hate fear
After all, on the lips
Yours
My last kiss is habitable
But you know
I'm tired
So tired
Live
But to all your wounds bandage
Now you hate