Текст песни Two BRO - Любовь и Ненависть

Chorus:
Hatred will be right in the heart
Do not wear kill me in silence
Not to turn around and go away whistling
Not the whole world cry and forgive
Hate me your tears of pain
Yes, you yourself to blame thee sick
Well, you need a bath full of blood
The blade in his hands, and the one who will open a vein

Verse 1
All this will end someday is already tired
Hate or love to swap
We will not develop love and have Titanic
Everything below us plunging to the bottom so drawn
Clinging to the time that it was between us
Remember everything I will not let memory
Yes, and will no longer be as it was before
And I'm not the same
We just do not express feelings apart
Take love and hate as the strike
Smite and keeps attention on
But my love for you is like mania
So many strange pair of surround us
We close it at a distance throws knives
Not sorry that happens sometimes with us
Sometimes love is harder to endure know

Chorus:
Hatred will be right in the heart
Do not wear kill me in silence
Not to turn around and go away whistling
Not the whole world cry and forgive
Hate me your tears of pain
Yes, you yourself to blame thee sick
Well, you need a bath full of blood
The blade in his hands, and the one who will open a vein

Verse 2
We're held themselves these parallels
Between the words we open a couple of weeks
Thread remains in the past we're inseparable
The memory of my thoughts if you have allocated
We will hold the line will be all in the past
Love and hate is what got into us
Day to see the photo gallery of our table scraps
Night and you go again, what does it mean
Tears of pain glass of cognac
I do not know how to be and how to live with you
We disagree with you as ships at sea
Nailed to the pier wave my damn car
Heart breaks, week after week
Just a word but nothing actually
Thread remains in the past we're inseparable
The memory of your thoughts identified

Chorus:
Hatred will be right in the heart
Do not wear kill me in silence
Not to turn around and go away whistling
Not the whole world cry and forgive
Hate me your tears of pain
Yes, you yourself to blame thee sick
Well, you need a bath full of blood
The blade in his hands, and the one who will open a vein