Текст песни moresebya - Ветки

gasping in these flavors , no way out,
no choice but to change , and there is nothing,
you're not the first and not with kind eyes ,
I was not up to you, and do not let go dotenis ,
confidence drowns , the pain of jealousy ,
continued , the unnecessary , repetitive ,
in thought , walked branch , outgrowths without clinging ,
for those that died , that died , no pity,
We were treated with tap water , unnoticed as a whisper ,
flowing into silence , leaving a mark , rare roots.