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The Music Or the Misery
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters,
Сorrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead,
I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Музыка или страдания?
Я наложил себе швы, я нашёл временное решение проблемы.
В своей больной голове я порезал наши поцелуи на части.
Наши песни пересказывают всё, что я рассказывал...
Я получал твои любовные письма,
Исправлял грамматические ошибки и отправлял обратно.
Правда в том, что наш роман мёртв,
Я выстрелил ему в грудь, а затем контрольным - в голову.
Если ты хочешь войти в историю, я буду твоим принцем,
У меня были непростые времена,
Я разбил все сердца, что встретились мне на пути…
Музыка никогда никого особо не волновала,
Гораздо важнее была конкуренция:
Закати сцену пошумнее, закати сцену….
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Временами я одержим, я простил смерть,
Мне всё безразлично, и всё же (я совершенно истощён).
Я говорю одними клише, но у меня это получается лучше, чем у других.
Если ты хочешь войти в историю, я буду твоим принцем,
У меня были непростые времена,
Я разбил все сердца, что встретились мне на пути…
Музыка никогда никого особо не волновала,
Гораздо важнее была конкуренция:
Закати сцену пошумнее, закати сцену….
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
(Поехали!)
Я заснул поэтом, а проснулся мошенником.
Чтобы тебя успокоить, я нащупываю свою одежду в темноте…
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters,
Сorrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead,
I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Музыка или страдания?
Я наложил себе швы, я нашёл временное решение проблемы.
В своей больной голове я порезал наши поцелуи на части.
Наши песни пересказывают всё, что я рассказывал...
Я получал твои любовные письма,
Исправлял грамматические ошибки и отправлял обратно.
Правда в том, что наш роман мёртв,
Я выстрелил ему в грудь, а затем контрольным - в голову.
Если ты хочешь войти в историю, я буду твоим принцем,
У меня были непростые времена,
Я разбил все сердца, что встретились мне на пути…
Музыка никогда никого особо не волновала,
Гораздо важнее была конкуренция:
Закати сцену пошумнее, закати сцену….
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Временами я одержим, я простил смерть,
Мне всё безразлично, и всё же (я совершенно истощён).
Я говорю одними клише, но у меня это получается лучше, чем у других.
Если ты хочешь войти в историю, я буду твоим принцем,
У меня были непростые времена,
Я разбил все сердца, что встретились мне на пути…
Музыка никогда никого особо не волновала,
Гораздо важнее была конкуренция:
Закати сцену пошумнее, закати сцену….
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
(Поехали!)
Я заснул поэтом, а проснулся мошенником.
Чтобы тебя успокоить, я нащупываю свою одежду в темноте…
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
Что появилось раньше: музыка или страдания?
Мы - высокая мода, мы – последние шансы.
The music or the misery
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters,
Corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead,
I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest ...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest ...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Music or misery?
I sutured myself, I found a temporary solution to the problem.
In my sore head, I cut our kisses into pieces.
Our songs retell everything I told ...
I got your love letters
Corrected grammatical errors and sent back.
The truth is that our romance is dead,
I shot him in the chest, and then a control shot in the head.
If you want to go down in history, I will be your prince,
I had difficult times
I broke all the hearts that met me on the way ...
Music never really worried anyone
The competition was much more important:
The sunset scene is noisier, the sunset scene ....
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
I'm obsessed at times, I forgave death
I don’t care about everything, and yet (I’m completely exhausted).
I say some cliches, but I do it better than others.
If you want to go down in history, I will be your prince,
I had difficult times
I broke all the hearts that met me on the way ...
Music never really worried anyone
The competition was much more important:
The sunset scene is noisier, the sunset scene ....
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
(Go!)
I fell asleep as a poet, and woke up as a fraudster.
To reassure you, I grope my clothes in the dark ...
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
I got my stitches stitched, I got my fixes fixed,
In my aching head, I got my kisses slit.
Our gossip lips stuttered every word I said, I said,
I got your love letters,
Corrected the grammar and sent them back.
It's true romance is dead,
I shot it in the chest then in the head.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition.
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest ...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
I'm casually obsessed and I've forgiven death,
I am indifferent, yet (I am a total wreck)
I'm every cliche, but I simply do it best.
And if you wanna go down in history then I'm your prince,
Because they've got me in a bad way
I've never seen a heart I couldn't break.
It was never about the songs,
It was competition,
Make the biggest scene, make the biggest ...
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
(Go!)
I went to sleep a poet, and I woke up a fraud,
To calm your nerves I'm feeling for my clothes in the dark.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Which came first, the music or the misery?
We're high-fashion, we're last chances.
Music or misery?
I sutured myself, I found a temporary solution to the problem.
In my sore head, I cut our kisses into pieces.
Our songs retell everything I told ...
I got your love letters
Corrected grammatical errors and sent back.
The truth is that our romance is dead,
I shot him in the chest, and then a control shot in the head.
If you want to go down in history, I will be your prince,
I had difficult times
I broke all the hearts that met me on the way ...
Music never really worried anyone
The competition was much more important:
The sunset scene is noisier, the sunset scene ....
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
I'm obsessed at times, I forgave death
I don’t care about everything, and yet (I’m completely exhausted).
I say some cliches, but I do it better than others.
If you want to go down in history, I will be your prince,
I had difficult times
I broke all the hearts that met me on the way ...
Music never really worried anyone
The competition was much more important:
The sunset scene is noisier, the sunset scene ....
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
(Go!)
I fell asleep as a poet, and woke up as a fraudster.
To reassure you, I grope my clothes in the dark ...
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.
What came before: music or suffering?
We are high fashion, we are the last chance.