Текст песни Peachy Screw - Слишком много...

Why do you persecute me
Why do you hate me
Tell me who I am for you
Why are you avoiding me
Why on my hands
From you are only feathers
I destroy your world in front
Maybe I did not inspire confidence
You hear ... you see ... I ...
I ask too many questions
But I do not hear do not hear a reply response
I'm dying, and all is forgotten
My thoughts are like the wind, I for them not to answer
My eyes burn you
My longing will spread through the veins
My words annoy you
Come on kill me bitch
Why on my hands
From you are only feathers
I destroy your world in front
Maybe I did not inspire confidence
You hear ... you see ... I ...
I ask too many questions
But I do not hear do not hear a reply response
I'm dying, and all is forgotten
My thoughts are like the wind, I for them not to answer