Текст песни 12. Черное на Белом - Эйфория

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 Chorus:
Stripes creeping mists
We do not have to patch each other wounds
We are guilty of this euphoria
God share with us the wonders
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we are to blame for this euphoria
much a lot of problems over the seized
simply not true test of our lives distributed
those who have nurtured us and those who have given birth

spiritually active, mentally destroyed
all these discus hurt my ears
I do not want to hear about the love Rush
these words the whole point of climbing out

I want to get away from all the problems, impregnated with love
izpit want of a glass with blood bachelor
Do not come to me, to you I'll close the door
will be in the four walls, dust particles lie odnoyu

you will stand outside the windows is not prigrada
your smile and tears not fun for me
is my pride for me, is my reward
and without it, I no longer what not to

bed and stripes again fogs
if we re gonna get these rakes
we will not turn to God will do everything for yourself
and we never will share the wonders
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