Текст песни Джиос - Фосфены

We will be one of those
Who was joked when they were a couple.
Now we laugh with knives in the back.
They never became happy.
Drunk hands touch cheeks.
He will smack you in the face, and you will say “More!”.
The hem will slowly raise the dresses.
Then he will fall asleep, squeezing "Come on then ..."
And you think what would happen if
We in one love did not seem crowded.
There would be a family, if not for treason.
From our lavas there will be a memory on the walls.
What we painted so synchronously
Phosphenes painted the world.
You were in my cells, neurons
But I brought you out of the blood.

Not three eyes, dear.
There you will not find what you have lost.
Among phosphenes and outbreaks
cruel patterns are killing you.

Such a plot. Without a line and clear rules.
To bring everything back, I would leave you (again).
And you all sit and look out the window.
There is not Washington, and not even Bangkok.
That gray city that
painfully reminiscent of
list of our stories,
what you miss so much.
Not three eyes, do not aggravate.
To be honest, you weren’t worth a ruble.
Just burned, not letting me warm.
Choked with a smile, a train of Decadence.
She hid her rotten soul behind grace.
Like a constable driving her into a punishment cell.
True, stop trying.
You are empty. And I played enough.
Yes, it takes time to understand.
When the withdrawal passes and this wild tremor.
Now she will not say: "Oh, I'm pregnant with you!".
Shut your mouth and from that side of the door.

Not three eyes, dear.
There you will not find what you have lost.
Among phosphenes and outbreaks
cruel patterns are killing you.