Текст песни JEYHELL - Мысли

This is a cargo descent soil
These are thoughts
It’s you and me hanging there

Word for word, I accept denials I'm sleepy
Hiding this hunger like under the herbs
I make sure that the real world
And in a fit of passion, dropping his eyes
You will fall like a stone to the ground - like a Martian

And turning to God without going over the edge
You smile ugly with a mask without revealing all the secrets
And what's underneath? There is still the same child
Which will make anyone grinning

And looking straight into the heart of this sweet soul
I did not see life there, everything is like in the Sahara, hold on there empty
You will think twice, I wouldn't take that pain
To be with a person as if you don't know him