Tuck it in or take it out for what
You cannot see with them eyes
A tired hand, her naked hand,
Putting me to sleep...
It won't be long, your glow
Has left me dry and my abstinence
Has been postponed by my comfort
In denial.
And the worst lie it may be that hope said
She'd be the last one to leave.
Always close now sense it clear
For years to come I can't go back
To the things I held so...
I held so dear.
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Freedom roar from senseless mind
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw it coming watched them leaving
With all I ever was.
Broken tissue, broken dreams far-fetched as those fantasies
Since peace of mind was not meant for me.
(I'll praise them silently...we were...endlessly.)
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Открой или закрой, но
Ты всё равно не сможешь видеть своими глазами.
Усталая рука, ее голая рука,
Укладывает меня спать...
Это не будет длиться долго, Твой жар
Оставил меня сухим и мое воздержание
Было вытеснено моим комфортом
В опровержении.
И худшая ложь, которая может быть - это та, когда надежда говорит, что
Она была последней.
То что Всегда было близко теперь ощущается ясно
В течение многих последующих лет я не могу вернуться
К вещам к которым я так привязан...
Которые Я считал такими дорогими.
Мы были сокрушены ее ореолом
О, какое это развитие событий...
Бесконечно она повторяла, что я
Навсегда в долгу
Красочными, столь красивыми,
В Глазах лихорадки,
Закрытыми и столь свободными
Были мои героини.
Рев свободы от бессмысленного ума,
Апокалипсис весь одетый в белое
Видел, что настало время, наблюдал как они уходили
Со всем чем я когда-либо был.
Порванная ткань, сломанные мечты, неправдоподобные как те фантазии...
С тех пор как душевное спокойствие не было предназначено для меня.
(Я похвалю их тихо..., мы были... бесконечно.)
Мы были сокрушены ее ореолом
О, какой развитие событий...
Бесконечно она повторяла, что я
Навсегда в долгу
Красочными, столь красивыми,
В Глазах лихорадки,
Закрытми и столь свободными
Были мои героини. Tuck it in or take it out for what
You can not see with them eyes
A tired hand, her naked hand,
Putting me to sleep ...
It will not be long, your glow
Has left me dry and my abstinence
Has been postponed by my comfort
In denial.
And the worst lie it may be that hope said
She'd be the last one to leave.
Always close now sense it clear
For years to come I can not go back
To the things I held so ...
I held so dear.
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go ...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Freedom roar from senseless mind
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw it coming watched them leaving
With all I ever was.
Broken tissue, broken dreams far-fetched as those fantasies
Since peace of mind was not meant for me.
(I'll praise them silently ... we were ... endlessly.)
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go ...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Open or closed, but
You still will not be able to see with my own eyes.
Tired hand, her bare arm,
Puts me to sleep ...
This will not last long, Your fever
Left me dry and my abstinence
Was supplanted my comfort
The refutation.
And the worst lies that may be - is that when hope says
She was the last.
That has always been close now clearly felt
For many years, I can not go back
For things to which I tied ...
Which I think is so expensive.
We were crushed her halo
Oh, what a turn of events ...
She repeated endlessly that I
Forever in debt
Colorful, so beautiful,
In the eyes of fever,
Closed and so free
Were my heroines.
The roar of freedom from mindless mind,
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw that it was time, watching them go
With everything than I ever was.
Torn fabric, broken dreams, improbable as those fantasies ...
Since the peace of mind was not meant for me.
(I praised them quiet ... we were ... forever.)
We were crushed her halo
Oh, what developments ...
She repeated endlessly that I
Forever in debt
Colorful, so beautiful,
In the eyes of fever,
Zakrytmi and so free
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