вообще оно часа в 4 утра поменялось, но я был не в том состоянии чтобы еще и постик писать
настроение такое настроение
клип уже выкладывался когдато, так что инструменталочка**
и ведь противоречия дизайна со скольдом в видео никого не заинтересует, а у меня как обычно свои гаденькие мысли^^ +тексThe sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then it seemed like a one car car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy.
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.
Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry
You're like a bidet.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.
Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs a color.
My death sentence is now a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.