Come sit down, listen for the last time, I have something to tell
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What you've been through isn't good from what I'll tell you
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It's not like dreaming, waiting for you
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Be mine! |
I have something to cheat with you as soon as possible
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I'm drowning in the darkness, close my eyes
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Not your words, but the art of my eyes, of longing
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The last step before the lips of death
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So I take it with pleasure, on the contrary, my last step is to you
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Summer has come and you are still determined not to come
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Even if it is useless, it is most useful to say come.
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I don't know any other way, pomegranate place burns my head
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Tell your surplus to make up for my lack.
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I don't care if it's not me
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Whatever the hell inside of me is vague for nothing
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Me and every person I know went crazy because of you
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If you had called me to be without you, I would have shed my face
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CHORUS x2
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It's hard to control my heart out of necessity, you are the police
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Every morning I wake up without you is a metaphorical nexus of death
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Your damp dungeon-like rooms where I imprisoned you
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Every brick is guilty, only me and Pasha, my heart has no criminal record
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You can leave me (go), it doesn't matter to anyone else
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Guess your new girlfriend isn't paying your rent on time
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Whatever is broken, this is his duty now
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This is the wrong way, I've gone too far, I can't even go back
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I planted love in their garden and gathered anger and hatred
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My heart jumped from 20 years of sleep
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My hand writes poems of the highest pitch
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My mind is gone, I flew, I landed, but I never broke up with you
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Time can pass in front of you in no time.
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Come in through the fogged glass of my eye sockets
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Bring your own warmth and go to that table
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My eyes can drink you 20 more effortlessly
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6 years ago I will not stay the night of this day
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I failed to fuck you and take you away from him
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The humble share of snow left by that rain
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I am the blind eye, the deaf ear, the hospice barley
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I can't explain myself to you, I will be inadequate
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But know, I have brought you to my knees all these years
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For no reason your name made me forget the taste of life
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I am the son of death and you are the woman of life
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CHORUS x2
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It's hard to control my heart out of necessity, you are the police
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Every morning I wake up without you is a metaphorical nexus of death
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Your damp dungeon-like rooms where I imprisoned you
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Every brick is guilty, only me and Pasha, my heart has no criminal record
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You can leave me (go), it doesn't matter to anyone else
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Guess your new girlfriend isn't paying your rent on time
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Whatever is broken, this is his duty now
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This is the wrong way, I've gone too far, I can't even go back |