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Podium - Shoot the heart
I will leave its mark in your apartment
And bite fondant dopit cups
I will leave open to take the book
And the smell of your on your shirt.

I'll go along the narrow streets
And read someone's name with posters
I'll throw a coin in poor orchestra
And ask for quiet play.

Chorus:
Losing power - the end of the war
Shoot in the heart itself
We do not have the words to help
Love is tired, the game is over.

We do not have the words to help
Love is tired, the game is over.

You obernёshsya ago to a loud hail
Your name will hit the walls echo
You close your eyes to the memory of the past
But the thirst for warmth fills the veins.

You're going to look into the closed window
You're going to knock on the doors open
But no, never let you fall in love with
And no one ever will not believe you.

Chorus.

Swirling thoughts, tears rolling down, water
It's hard to be one, but the trouble with you
Swirling thoughts, tears rolling down, water
Hard to be God, always feeling the pain.

Chorus.