Wittgenstein's poker все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Comfort Zone
I sculpture lines of your perfect body
Completing them with instantly added bouquet of Bordeaux.
You know, just a pity corpse faints from loneliness
A little bit above third chord.
Help me in reaching this comfort zone.
Confusion versus my brain.
Another problem goes on
- Surveillance
Unconscious,
Eyes are free.
Brain comes to be atrocious,
Wish some lack of serenity, but…
Something came in,
It is here,
It is covering me, it’s whispering me: