LYRICS

Clothes in your entire living room,
broken cups of salt,
on your back my coat,
you want them back?
with good lay her, then
did not ring,
now see my wall dark.
Call you Zagora you
himself did that.
Fret burn,
not you lifted .
says you do that without pain there is no love,
pick it up it hurt, be ready.

And you empty glasses grief counting, that
another me lose, be afraid.
jealousy shaking from anger to melt,
yours I do not appreciate, calling me - watch, you’re former.
and before my door like a puppy to sleep,
fingers of chewing to break.
partly Call and pain whining,
not me, not me, not me, not my weight. /

Too late somehow, tired
be around.
Do I called you a taxi,
by Anelia.
For this, d’et I thought
that would crush me - but my mother,
not born a fool.
heart, my pure,
came in and blew it.
Now am I going in your
a dirty phrase?
It tells you that without pain there is no love,
pick it up it hurt, be ready.

And you empty glasses grief to count,
that other me lose, to fear.
jealousy shaking from anger to melt,
yours I do not appreciate, calling me - watch, you’re former.
and my door like a puppy to sleep,
fingers of chewing to break.
partly Call and pain whining,
not me, not me, not me, not my weight.