Текст песни feelinsomnia - Закат

I described this writing one writing,
Where in a glass - under forty, and the background is the silence of these rooms.
Where lines are always forced to love this cold.
And every January is a reason to heal in a different ...

I described this dead memory many times,
What is in the night and pierces its spikes.
what gnaws and try my drunken thoughts
Where my world is fading, but the rest again froze ...
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I have described my sea loss many times
And the heart only gives me an unrestrained knock.
I remember my eyes, frankness, stories, fear
We had to become the oceans of bodies, but I fell drops of hands ...

I wrote many times how it's not easy for me
But the hidden is the most personal, in the deepest notebook
And please finally: do not cross through this threshold,
After all, your sunrise is my sunset, and on the contrary ...