Текст песни Плед - Сольбемоль

Pouring
I hum to myself
I don’t know
I skip without looking
Very hard
I hold on as always
Crowded
My thoughts are bullshit

I hum
Sadness pours as always
I will catch them
Everything will confuse me
Very hard
Do not think, but understand
It happens
We must boldly score

Who will not look past?
Who will leave now?
I'm always too careful
Mental flight ...

Fears Stomp
Fears hit your fists
Sweep
I do not give my hands
Fears invest
Anyone really easy
Will not help
And go far

Who will not look past?
Who will leave now?
I'm always too careful
Mental flight.