Текст песни aLkoKids - Последнее свидание

The color of your eyes. Blimey. this is Madame
To myself I think You share yourself
In half you're on the field with me but here's a game
Manages the imaginary puppeteer and I would not argue with him

Maybe someone will spoil my voice. my body
Having grown thin in the world of dreams, but what do you care?
Maybe it's me, when in this throat
And the old coma rubs her hands around the corner

Painted in winter on the wall with white coal
Burning a cigarette with a shroud from the eyes, and in the afternoon
In a nervous cold wandering around the room stumbled something hard
Pain .. and you understand that before you powerless

I wrote down this style in blaknot
But as the form with the price of the delay was ridiculously it was spoiled
Who sent me spoiling? who cleaned the cropland
I scream, but who will hear if I wander at night?
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The sky gives wings, but for us a gift - the stars
Yes, even fierce cold, that it warms us? Who are we to ask?
Frozen with seizures, I'm in the eyes of someone's tone
In the week I see every time and their depth

I will find feigned, where my sleeping pills
Create me peace with you, I will forever hide there
In myself, I rummage, moats all over my body. seams
You, you, he, they, she, you are all in love

I live inside the problem, I'm a pupil of her
I feed myself with yellow carrion, I scrap you with carrion
And somewhere falling, behind only white light
It seems to be ahead, but unfortunately it is not there

Well, where do you answer? Appear for at least an hour
I came to you empty, but only in my thoughts about the past
As suffering from breaking, as if I became a junkie
I need her dose. the dose of her words is a gift

As an absurd merry fellow, dying in modesty
Adding his blood to the tank with gasoline at a speed of
Without you, do not grow up tomorrow
The last date was yesterday. I'm leaving