I'm diving into the blue from you,
I leave a ghostly trail.
And I'm not sorry for anything
I would run from fate
Swim along the edge of a knife ...
I will not disregard a drop on the footprints
Dreams did not cool down, fell, caught in tears
And you and me, and those glasses of wine are to blame
What made it clear, love to that wine.
I am a person but I have little personal
my life is like glass - you can see it at the bottom of the glass
your bedroom, like "YOU", is the place of the estate.
My bedroom is just like me - consider a way of oblivion.
I'm as close to you as the horizon,
I will not hide Under an umbrella, my tears are not a horn.
I'm not an electrician To light your way
Left, not up, to feel in paradise
Head not gps to you again forgot the way,
mts will connect again but i hear you don't give a fuck
Landing gear failed, always parallel flight
and fate is not a volunteer, for thanks it will not reduce.
I'm diving into the blue from you,
I leave a ghostly trail.
And I'm not sorry for anything
I would run from fate
Swim along the edge of a knife ...
Come on, no offense to cleanliness,
You devour my feelings, which is like ratatouille to you.
Cold blooded kiss, you are a good magician, because of you I will be lost.
Just like a serene interest. I am a complete 0 for you, but I give up on this too.
We flew together, now lethal
I'm not yours, because my flight to sunrise.
See the drunk guy? And there are a couple of lines on the table
come close to him because blue suits you so well.
Here's another day, I hear a new goodbye,
it's like food for thought from you, plus the lean.
and everything seems to be so radical, they did not miss a drop,
after all, the last half of the year is a dumb pantomime.
Of us, someone clearly suffers more like,
Last call as an overdose - "drug .........."
I'm diving into the blue from you,
I leave a ghostly trail.
And I'm not sorry for anything
I would run from fate
Swim along the edge of a knife ...
