K1M - девочка-эмо... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

They are neither rep, no rock, no punk, no pop artist, she is only a pink flower that lived without love. And the meaning has recently been lost to everything around. He dissolved in the air, like blue smoke. ONE REP, no rock, no punk, nor pop artist, she is only a pink flower that lived without love. And the meaning is lost to everything around. He dissolved in the air like blue smoke. She puts on a pink sweater, ribbon in his hair, knocked down sneakers on his legs. She no longer believes in himself, her feelings took possession of her, she goes to die - well, let it be so. Let, the last time he brings his eyebrows, gets up, pushes a chair. All! I struck an hour. He takes a sheet and a pen, writes a note to his mother: "I'm sorry. I love .. but I die ..". He wrapps a sheet in his favorite scarf, puts it on the table, turns off the lamp, closes the door, puts his chair under it. Already three in the morning, dad has long fallen asleep. He opens the nightstand, takes out the blade, unpacks - the girl does not disdain. Now a bunch of thoughts fly in my head, the last thing that can remember is the blood spray. The hollow of the jacket is addictive as high as possible - the moment of farewell to her life has come. Blood on an acute object, cut veins in the hand. Lies the cold body of the girl-emo. She is neither rap, nor rock, nor punk, nor pop artist, she is only a pink flower that lived without love. And the meaning has recently been lost around everything around. He dissolved in the air, like blue smoke.