Текст песни дурной вкус - Светомузыка

Lightman

Svetomovka until the morning
We have already taken away slightly
The world rotates on the ceiling

Open at times, two, three
And we cannot find ourselves
And it's scary in the dark

Spinning night on the ceiling
And we are alone
Talk to me, talk to me
Nothing to do until the morning
And I just want to escape
Sugges with me, fly away with me

We are probably always alone
I don't know how to save us
And it's harder to see what around

Moths on light lights
Away from gray and boring days
And I hope you are my best friend