Текст песни Элджернон Флауэрс - Одно сообщение

Even at night hangs one message in PM:
"Hi. How are you? "I miss you, you have become my habit.
When you're around, you my personal version of doping,
When you do not, I'm like a cat in the experiment in the Schrödinger.

It is possible that you are my personal virus, and I'm just sick.
I am the weakest of the weak, and I will not help the gym or anabolic steroids.
The last drop of pride forbid dial those numbers again,
I kept a gray paint, giving you the whole color palette.

I'm depressed, broken, destroyed, but if you ask how I,
I'm a little smile back and say, "It's okay, really."
I doubt that there is a drop of someone's guilt,
It's just my world is falling apart, stay beside me and see.

I run away from the earth under my feet, and I will continue to fight with the asphalt,
It breaks my head, I was on his hands in the blood, it happens to everyone.
I once again throw given someone my browser ...
Somewhere to escape, get lost. That I have not found. So that...

Algernon Flowers