5 Years
5 years of sleeping
Under you doorsteps.
5 years of whipping
Over the nets and
I'm tired of begging,
Aching in bed I'm
AmDmYou will eat all my wishes.
You will swallow them up,
Like the whale does with those little fishes.
I try to remember the down and the up.
Not to mess up.
Not to fall off.
Not to turn.
BackdoorTheres a backdoor you coming at.
Theres a backdoor you coming at.
Theres a backdoor you coming at.
Theres a backdoor u coming at
Every time I close my eyes.
Every time I close my eyes i die.
BettercloseCall my name when im not around.
Call my name when you rot under ground.
Call my name when you strapped to bed.
Say I love you and shatter the tears down.
When im not around.
What is worse.
What is better.
EtcThere's something missing.
Something we've put away.
For far too long.
Far too long.
What would you say.
What will you ever say
When it's gone.
GrainБелые зерна, белым и черным,
От До и до До-не птица.
Видно, как фраза лоснится.
Меня не поняли.
Черным по белому, неводом, неводом
Тащим строку за строкой.
Неба мне не было видно
HereFar too literal,
Too easy to read.
I don't want no privelege,
No rights to recieve
Any kind of affection,
Any kind of relief.
Don't give me sympathy,
LeavesРаскрывая одеяла, оголяя постели,
Расскажи, что я взял, не различая, не веря.
Покажись мне в профиль, осмотри изгиб шеи.
Подними свои брови, закрывая все двери.
Так просто поверить, прижимаясь, слушать,
Как перелетели через воды на сушу,
Как мы утопали на дне и заглушат
LondonLight's out,
Night's drawn on
Foreign tongue.
All night, All night
Long is night and
Days are gone.
Lights are out.
Night is drawn on.
ParisPush to talk or
Tap to speak.
Getting so weak,
Becoming so sick.
You wont even blink,
It’s like drowning in a sink.
If I could ever be
SedativeSedative for your spine is
Negative of whats mine
And what was me now's a straight line and
Beady eyes won't take their time.
Bend me like it is alright.
Change me like it is alright.
Fill me with it, it's alright.
SevereSevere pain is like a
Souvenir from you as you
Lie via text, voice, either.
Here is what i hear.
You won’t make it better
Having make me say that
We don’t belong.
SnowI lie.
Scraps on the pages.
In a dirty snow,
Our little fairy tale.
I'm here
Just to feed the birds,
And stronger
SoУспокоит лишь ход часов,
Монотонный как многотонный шепот:
"Что мы будем делать?"
И всегда один ответ:
"Я уже ничего не знаю,
Я уже ни в чем не уверен."
StickCold and hot,
All in tact.
No, You’re not.
Yes, in fact.
I should go.
No, you’re not.
I should go.
WienGoes on and off
And a hidden look
At walls with cough,
Curving lines that hook.
Curfew to eyes
Or a cell to mind.
Not sure if I