Lyrics Айвон D. - Просто убей меня
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Беcконечные илюзии , идеального мира
И не спасает алкоголь,хоть и прапахла им квартира
Я тону,в своём обмане,будто в тресине
Кто нибудь скорей добейте не тяните резину
И вновь если я не умру,я тебя обману
Ты от меня уйдёшь,я тебя догоню
В глаза тебе посмотрю,крепко тебя обниму
Я от тебя не уйду ,ведь мы с тобою в плену
Этого мира ,пусть не идеален он
Мы стобой возьмём ,то очём мечтали так давно
Опять с тобой улитим,прямо под облока
И лишь в руке рука,убитая пустата
Не зная который час,на глаза давит свет
Вновь пролетела ночь,я в плену юнных лет
И тебя рядом нет,словно какой то сон
Надо тебе набрать,гдеже мой телефон
Endless illusions, ideal worlds
And it does not save alcohol, though they smelled like an apartment
I'm drowning, in my deception, as if in a tussine
Somebody quicken do not pull the rubber
And again, if I do not die, I'll deceive you.
You leave me, I'll catch up with you
In the eyes of you look, I hug you tightly
I will not leave you, because we are in captivity
This world, even if it is not perfect
We take a stub, then we dreamed for so long
Again with you, right under the armor
And only in the hand is the hand, the murdered pustata
Not knowing the time, the light presses on the eyes
Night flew again, I was in captivity of young years
And you are not around, like a dream
I need you to dial, where is my phone
And it does not save alcohol, though they smelled like an apartment
I'm drowning, in my deception, as if in a tussine
Somebody quicken do not pull the rubber
And again, if I do not die, I'll deceive you.
You leave me, I'll catch up with you
In the eyes of you look, I hug you tightly
I will not leave you, because we are in captivity
This world, even if it is not perfect
We take a stub, then we dreamed for so long
Again with you, right under the armor
And only in the hand is the hand, the murdered pustata
Not knowing the time, the light presses on the eyes
Night flew again, I was in captivity of young years
And you are not around, like a dream
I need you to dial, where is my phone