Текст песни pyrokinesis - по сохраненным картинкам

E-mails, incomprehensible phrases
You beckon so much, you got into an infection
Unclear postures, on all your photos,
the ocean of your tears, after the sad chords,
Songs that I wrote and threw in a song
For 12 on the clock, but you're still here.
and your iPhone in a silent,
that would not have heard the parents,
they do not know what I know ..

After all, I learned from the saved pictures
on your page,
all that you need for happiness,
a couple of liters of alcohol and Winston
and the Internet princes ..
yes, we did not even have to communicate ..
learned from the saved pictures ..

A bunch of fresh ideas for body tattoos
the most intelligent thoughts from the most stupid people.
slowly became like everyone else,
to make a fuss of yourself on the wall
from their news,
Type you outside the system, come on
force my tracks in my player,
I showed them live and let them,
poking at you with your fingers geniuses
Do not be afraid, I'm online ..

After all, I learned from the saved pictures
on your page,
all that you need for happiness,
a couple of liters of alcohol and Winston
and the Internet princes ..
Yes, we did not even have to communicate ..