Текст песни MVRK PXLX - Ладони

Chorus:
My palms, hold my palms
Hold my palms, you won't get the pieces out
Hold my palms
Hold my palms you won't pull out the shards
Hold my palms
Hold my palms
My palms
My palms
Hold my palms
Hold my palms
My palms
My palms

Verse:
Tick-tock morning, yesterday I broke everything - I'm blue zazula
Mr. Willie, Bukowski I am a fusion of alcohol school.
Code me, bolt me, put a pin code
I will go around it all, in the end again to the bottom - fish food.

Do not water your flower for life
Just rip off and enjoy you
Tie into water by the throat for repeat
Put the record on in an obscene roll

The body no longer pricks from pain under the pheromone
As if in a trap all the endorphin warehouse
How cold was packed in a snowdrift
Instantly faded away, I'm on the edge like a cascade

The shit is in my hands, not the enemy - this is my world.
Only the vices of the hand remember. Bitches, bars - love creak

This will not make it lighter.
It's getting colder, the veins wouldn't sleep
The fan is blacker under the eyes of the circles,
But do not slay me because the maiden will warm

Chorus:
My palms, hold my palms
Hold my palms, you won't get the pieces out
Hold my palms
Hold my palms you won't pull out the shards
Hold my palms
Hold my palms
My palms
My palms
Hold my palms
Hold my palms
My palms
My palms