Текст песни Evil Not Alone - Ночи без сна

The lights of a summer night bathed in misted
windows
There on the street too much foreign
history
You remove from my hands cold
Only one drop of the sea overwhelms
I did not want to make noise, I did not ask tantrums
But everyone is waiting for their turn to cry
I would like to sail to the other side
To avoid this war at night
Whatever else are mixed in a glass
To get rid of the habit
breathe?
It's me, it's about you
According to the throat in wine
All night light burning in the window
An urn is no place for empty bottles
Yes, and we have not fit a single drop of wine
Tomorrow we do not remember that today was
So come on finish the night without sleep
Shards of broken pottery scratching the skin
Outside, it does not hurt, but the heart aches from the wounds
When it is the end of the war
put?
After all, I understand, I'm pretty drunk.
Whatever else are mixed in a glass
To get rid of the habit
breathe?
It's me, it's about you
According to the throat in wine
All night light burning in the window
How I would like you to imagine tighter squeeze
And again, I'm afraid nalazhal
I'm beside myself, you can not afford
In bed, as in war
Maybe we just got bogged down in the routine
Withered gray colors
Thickening their blood with wine
We turn your house into a landfill
Each other something to prove
When will we realize that all this stupid?
After all, for me there is nothing more important than
your lips
There was a silence, we dopem to the bottom
And fall asleep naked on the ruins of broken crockery
Whatever else are mixed in a glass
To get rid of the habit
breathe?
It's me, it's about you
According to the throat in wine
All night light burning in the window