Текст песни McCarthy - Отголоски

history of words like smoke gray color
as you're sitting on the ground is the same but with a different
I do not have another question about the other is not
What's wrong with him? He just loves

while I'm writing poems leads to a deadlock
his thoughts on the leaf Cherkov
she lives she is doing well
there was little need to love something else
 
but not back to the past but to the future
I send greetings through hundreds wet roofs
Matali snot on his fist tears collected
Only after that we do not fucking understand understanding

I'm not an angel was not a goddess was you
We did not fly and never nebyli nice
it was not love, this was a pain
I was always there as you were with me

nothing ever said a word thrown
not fucking do not crease crease
it is already ridiculous sechas although not very
I think of you every night and

beside himself kissing empty
We are not so fond of will love disliked
just play to the potential family
just lost bitterly say

but at what pain? where is she
words can not be heard means invented
eyes empty as were always
voting common but not me

easy to forget until you forgive Chow
for what? I think, sipping tea
Forgive me for love? I do not understand
playing in the veins of blood! emotions glowing

phone in hand wants to write
but even at risk of life, I would not
You write the words to tell you to call
I do not know why so probably easier to live

Get out of my head, I ask all
I got the boys says Kent
funny kanechno I also laugh
oh how hard it is but it's just sad
 
okay okay because uspakoysya brother
It would be easier if all returned back
but I see no spark of anger in his eyes only
better to let go and you love zabut

I tried to do so but not really happened
I tried really like a brother to say grace
You can just kick half of the heart itself
Yes hammer handle himself friends

I'm going home in a closed room
Music enabled to communicate in Conte
otkoryu Photo hand to the screen prikasnus
Then I go to sleep and not wake Ned