Hi. This is hello from the bottom of my soul.
And if you hear it, let's get here soon.
I'm dying here without you, my eyes fad
And I curse everyone who lied, that he treats time. Rave
The scars on the heart deep, to the real days they hurt
And in the soul, every day spit, she is poulated.
Your kiss is now different, but needed like a drug,
But the pain inside is not heal, only helps the flesh.
Cover the waves, in dreams passages of the past
They go only from the shout of wild, treated.
The limit of good is exhausted, tough, like Joey Cusak
Musa saves, and you hang only in a serious cargo.
Moving in the Uzom, according to our general plans
Stay for you with an erootographoman, an angel.
And all sheets in paper-covered graphite
I will devote you, because you are all the same Aphrodite.
You do not need me and I don't need you
You just decide, I'm just a man.
But I ask you to be you can hear it
Panacea - Healing my soul.
Hi. This is hello from the bottom of my soul.
Kohl remember more about me - please, forget Rather.
Let I stay forever - dust on your table
But from your touch of my senses, only colder.
And I'm going crazy: Your image is visible to me everywhere,
I am talking to you in a dream, in delusion of the same dishes.
I have nothing to do with you
In your words, PUD is false etudes.
Flight over the abyss - one end is a ticket
I pull the blades to not fly with you - fugitive.
But it does not get easier, and there is no chance, probably
It is even more pressing: the lack of faith in us.
And my nerves are crushed, the bust of the crossbows, soon
I will not help me talk, reconciliation in quarrels.
Consciousness borders with death - this face is thin
To be with you together - swallow the blade of the machine.
You do not need me and I don't need you
You just decide, I'm just a man.
But I ask you to be you can hear it
Panacea - Healing my soul.
