Текст песни soulsadpoet - забыты записки п.у потрачено.fm

stones sugar melts my window
I am ready to play even the asshole in the British cinema
for a long time because the sun does not heat, it is pasted over with glue
I have long been ready to forget, but most importantly patience
you know how to completely forget me blind
road leads me home, but I try to minimize
the miracle would be that long ago lost
tell me all about how we were flying over the meadows
loupe searing summer porch
I doubt every day I need at this point
and my songs are unnecessary pain to anyone
every day I fall asleep with a lump in the throat
I am willing to even stay blot on the landscape sheet
if only one does not aspire to the dream
and patch on the body stay happy
my essence forever leave in the archives

forgotten notes on paper table
I fly after him through the leaky careers
My jacket is impregnated with smoke for a long time
otpishi me when someone become happy

forgotten notes on paper table
We're going after him through the leaky careers
our jackets long been imbued with smoke
otpishi us when someone become happy

of the rainfall falls in the city of your eyelashes
and rush to the south flock of migratory birds
In principle, I would rush trail
but my wings bundled plaid
bandaged bloody bandages
once their rugged ship's screws
by passing merchant ships
whose captains wanted to sell me your love.
But I refused to conduct business negotiations
The clanking of the shutter and the smell of gunpowder, the exact target
Migraine pain bullet tore into his goal
So it was defeated your tender and gentle animal.
Believe me, you'd better leave, and I'll cover
Leave a sheet, a pencil and a flask of water
My testament of 8 words on a paper route
When I die, I develop my ashes on Mars