Текст песни coma dance - сливочная помадка

I trample your snow under my feet with the smell of creamy fudge
It's definitely not worth going home,
Whichever side this time.
Now you will secretly figure out how to blow my head off with an explosive cracker
I will be dumbfounded when I hear in the weather forecast that someone better took you away:
I put it in the car and took it off the cliff, I miss the explosion
To stand on the road, seeing you off,
Smeared on the pavement.
I know you don't need me anymore.
I know you don't need me anymore.
I know you don't need me anymore.
You don't need me anymore.
Your Hiroshima turned into something painfully unbearable for me,
I saw ash stain the sky with a dirty crystal blue.
While the children lay in their cribs, throwing pillows over their imperfect faces,
I measured my planet with steps one centimeter long.
Colored trees sprout through me, and I, as always, are black and white:
Drawn with chalk on black, chalk spreads to gray.
Leave a note on the answering machine that you will never come back;
I wake up in the bathroom, at the center of my universe.
Now I'm just as tiny, you're even smaller, ready to disappear
We are too seriously ill, we have already rotted by a quarter.
Hands break in time, cups explode at the sight.
I know you don't need me anymore.
I know you don't need me anymore.
I know you don't need me anymore.
You don't need me anymore.