Текст песни Слот - 02 - Бумеранг

The roofs rattled, the conversation came to a standstill
Body cells hear each arrow nervous tic
Untranslatable words are not a game
Duller pain from them aching head
Blood boils, and our eyes flood us
The faded elephant of a small fly grows
In your eyes, the fire of resentment dazzles with light
Do not speak, breathe your answer
Where the words are, we did not know
Did not expect enemies to become

Every look is a boomerang
Flies, where the eyes look
He'll be back
Everything will return to you

Cool down the storm, he submits to the moon
Phase 2 - boils on a slow fire

Difficult dialogue wounds
In the eyes opposite, where we watched the shock
The day passed and everyone was tired
We have not proven anything to anyone
The system of nerves this menopause will not forget
In the atomic war, the winners are not judged
Not really all the words take back
Unpleasant, now we are uncomfortable

My eyes, what can I say
I said everything

Every look is a boomerang
He will come back do not forget
Reflect in the eyes
And kill somebody

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