Текст песни AIRWOOD - Моя любовь

Broken castles,
From empty pockets smell marijuana
On the walls of spiders
Creating panic
Operate speakers, sirens and beeps
On the street are heard

Your love
Got me - Hands in Blood
Blunt knife on the veins again and again
Only empty topics remained on the emblem backpacks.

Weeks, days, clock,
How I'm tired - there are some problems around
Fragments of fuss
All in the wrong perspective - I am in a black and white strip
All the same spiders, sirens and beeps