Текст песни Domino - Trюk

All that you saw, I staggered down the street with an empty Stella's bottle.
I built something incredible in my head, and you were grounded and quite real.
I want to do something beautiful for you ...

In the hearts of a magnet, we melt our senses on metal
Angels weighed in love, the value of insignificant grams
We are so clean, we were drawn according to sketches of children's dreams
And 10 words take you by surprise, you could not hide the tears
Love as a trick, I observe the dexterity of our senses
We are in the sleeves, they hid treason, quarrels, sadness
You inspire me for wars or new poems
You decide - to die of bullets, or continue from love ...
Survive and breathe, from love
Without me, but breathe

I'll steal your features and phrases for myself
You will repeat my game in this love plagiary
Angels are snipers, and we came under fire
Hearts target, pierce through the trajectories of their arrows
Love as a trick, I watch the dexterity of your feelings
You're in your sleeves, you hid treason, quarrels, sadness
Dark mascara will bite our brains under the skin
Dreams that this will forever die with a touch of morning

Stand back a couple of meters, my pulse is a stopwatch
How much do I have left before the explosion? You can say now!
After all, you gently mined me all this time,
Under the soul of dynamite, words - spark, and genius in ashes ...
A little pregnant, and I'm a little late
I wrote all my poems, they tenderly packed them
Then he sent to cities, trains, concerts
About you only remembered by the kisses of the white wind
All right, enough, get out of heaven, stop!
Do not you see, your soul needs a different life
She would prefer your verses to ashes
She's your illusion, you've never been with her
And every time this love was postponed for tomorrow
She lost her meaning under the dust of the dials
The hands of the clock rewind us for a miserable old age
And now we are dying alone, what a shame ...

You collected, a collection of won men
I'm in your story, be the victim of your cunning webs
Your game is a perfect murder for love
Your words were eaten with sparks of treacherous wick
10 seconds and I will explode, the fireworks of your heavens
And you will feel for the first time that I am no longer here
After all, I will disappear so beautifully, this is my last trick
Under the noise of your applause, the cry of your favorite hands

You're so careless and drunk
Prohibited in other worlds
Among people, but constantly one
Swallowing poison from your tears
Reminded you on the taste
Also left not to return back

All that you saw, I staggered down the street with an empty Stella's bottle.
I built something incredible in my head, and you were grounded and quite real.
I want to do something beautiful for you ...