найтивыход - Айди - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You feel the taste of these lips, you feel blood on them, you feel pain with the whole body, which presses and pulls down, there, we are buried alive. You feel more than you are; When the postman knocks on the rotten lid of the coffin, he will simply hear silence in response. Just ash in cooled tea, just a quiet inaudible exclamation. Stop, it was yesterday, it lasts now, but tomorrow we are falling into space. You feel the smell of iron in the lips, for no one has ever needed you, you no longer believe in yourself and dreams, you want to take a look after a family dinner. Remember only moments from film, photographs and gifs of VK, people-comics themselves draw sketches themselves in the revolutions of the portraits of the Vinier. Remember the losses are irreversible, each of your fale and every moment. Remember yourself in an unnecessary cabin, wine unleashes your tongue. Pour photos on Instagram, monogamous creature. Mix vodka with Martini, and pour more wine; When the polarity turns on the stars on your cheekbones, we’ll get a crack, which will force them to the eyes. It hurts to even look at yourself, I didn’t notice a year, you will drown again in films where love will be eternal, on notes with fountains, you will chisten in its oceans, it breaks the soul in a city where you are not needed. Make your heart beat, against the will and consequences. Your actions are equal to counteracting, please lie into my eyes, sob on your knees, which are broken on asphalt in cities of different countries of the world. This cold autumn scattered us apart, and the batteries do not warm, let's bask in Ikea, let's read Yesenin on the lips, Consigned that you only love me, about the fact that I was the first. Make your heart beat, against will and consequences, I am in your life with my fucking intervention, you will be killed while you look for a way out, cut your hands into meat, cut the scars; Quietly, do not say a word, because they are against you, sunk into the summer of dreams, we are no longer a family; Your dreams of love were mixed with a dirty dance floor, it is not age, hormones, all the fault of you (x5) remember the markers in the timelines, kisses in the pantra, the autumn rains, it screams "enough, do not", leaves in dirty snow, praised palms. On walls, flask and old port, spilled in tears in the knees. If at least a chance had fallen, I would never love, I would never have drank and you know How I Feel. Give me only to become your symphony of pain, thousands of needles are stuck in my inherent heart. (x2)