i never told you what i saw in the dark. i set fire to the person i was. i’m not built for love, i’m not good enough. i’m unappreciative of the air that i breathe. i’m unaware of the blood in my veins. i’ll keep on living, this world keeps on spinning, and you’ll keep on giving me shit til i choke. but at night we face what lies hidden in our hearts. the second hand gets louder and louder. i can’t stand that fucking smile on my face. i hate the sound of my voice when it shakes. the smoke will make your eyes your eyes bleed. you don’t know where i’ve been. you don’t want what i have. you can’t cure me. drugs can’t kill me. love won’t save me from myself.
.кольца из дыма. я никогда не говорил тебе, что я вижу в темноте. я сжег прежнего себя. я создан не для любви, я недостаточно хорош. я не ценю тот воздух, которым дышу. я невосприимчив к крови в своих венах. я продолжу жить, этот мир продолжает кружиться, ты будешь пичкать меня дерьмом до тех пор, пока я не задохнусь. но ночью мы лицом к лицу столкнемся с ложью, спрятанной в наших сердцах. вторая рука становится все громче и громче. терпеть не могу эту улыбку на своем лице. ненавижу свой голос, когда он дрожит. от дыма из твоих глаз будет течь кровь. ты не знаешь, где я был. ты не хочешь того, чем я обладаю. ты не можешь вылечить меня. наркотики не могут убить меня. любовь не спасет меня от себя самого. i never told you what i saw in the dark. i set fire to the person i was. i'm not built for love, i'm not good enough. i'm unappreciative of the air that i breathe. i'm unaware of the blood in my veins. i'll keep on living, this world keeps on spinning, and you'll keep on giving me shit til i choke. but at night we face what lies hidden in our hearts. the second hand gets louder and louder. i can not stand that fucking smile on my face. i hate the sound of my voice when it shakes. the smoke will make your eyes your eyes bleed. you do not know where i've been. you do not want what i have. you can not cure me. drugs can not kill me. love will not save me from myself.
.koltsa of smoke. I never told you that I see in the dark. I burned former self. I created not for love, I was not good enough. I do not appreciate the air that I breathe. I'm immune to the blood in their veins. I will continue to live, the world is spinning, you'll stuff my shit as long as I did not choke. but at night we are face to face encounter with lies hidden in our hearts. second hand becomes louder and louder. I hate that smile on his face. I hate his voice, when he trembles. the smoke from your eyes will bleed. you do not know where I was. you do not want what I possess. you can not cure me. drugs can not kill me. love does not save me from myself.