|  Мой парень немного трансконтинентальныйНо это продолжает удерживать меня скованным
 Смотря старые черно-белые фильмы
 Фрэд и имбирь слишком сентиментальные, плачут от стыда
 
 Я не хочу быть забытым
 Я не могу быть один
 Так что не смей оставлять меня
 Это словно возвращение домой
 К коже, которая мертва
 Человеческие голоса, как барабан
 И они смотрят на меня
 Рассеивая пепел еще раз для меня, еще раз для меня
 
 Мой парень слишком декоративный
 Когда он застывает в пространстве
 Скашивая глаза прочь от меня
 Покрытые тушью слишком элементарно, пойманные внизу в метро
 
 Я не хочу быть забытым
 Я не могу быть один
 Так что не смей оставлять меня
 Это словно возвращение домой
 К коже, которая мертва
 Человеческие голоса, как барабан
 И они смотрят на меня
 Рассеивая пепел еще раз для меня, еще раз для меня
 
 Еще раз для меня, еще раз для меня
 Еще раз для меня, еще раз для меня
 Еще раз для меня, еще раз для меня
 
 Подобно-трансу, крутящий лодыжку
 Веду серьезные танцы
 Наркотики? Да пожалуйста, у меня будет образец
 Уйти мой последний шанс
 Затем облака откроются для меня
 Собираюсь встретиться с моим Иисусом Христом
 Я вижу, история играет раньше меня
 Ради удовольствия и страсти ты играешь ценой
 Грусть имени всплеск, чтобы взял меня
 Я сделаю все, что угодно
 Как и некий бушующий, жестокий, рогатый Мефистофель
 Что пришел за моей душой
 
 My guy has a tan transcontinental
 But it keeps me enchained
 Watch an old black and white movie
 Fred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
 I don't want to be forgotten
 I can't be alone
 So don't you dare leave me
 it's like coming home
 To a skin that has died
 Human voices like a drum
 and they're looking right through me
 Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
 
 My guy has a tattoo ornamental
 When he's frozen in space
 Cut your eye far to me
 a covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
 I don't want to be forgotten
 I can't be alone
 So don't you dare leave me
 it's like coming home
 It's a skin that has died
 Human voices like a drum
 and they're looking right through me
 scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
 One more time for me, one more time for me
 one more time for me, one more time for me
 one more time for me, one more time for me
 
 Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
 Doing the grave dance
 Narcotic? yes please, I'll have a sample
 Riding on my very last chance
 Then the clouds will open for me
 Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
 I see history playing before me
 For pleasure and passion you play the price
 Sadness the name of the spike that took me
 I'll make that's all
 Like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
 Who came for my soul
  My boyfriend is a bit of a transcontinentalBut it continues to hold me shackled
 Watching old black and white films
 Fred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying shame
 
 I do not want to be forgotten
 I can not be one
 So do not you dare leave me
 It's like coming home
 For skin that is dead
 Human voices, like a drum
 And they look at me
 Dispelling the ashes once again for me, once again for me
 
 My boyfriend is very decorative
 When it freezes in the space
 Beveling eyes away from me
 Coated ink is too elementary, caught at the bottom of the subway
 
 I do not want to be forgotten
 I can not be one
 So do not you dare leave me
 It's like coming home
 For skin that is dead
 Human voices, like a drum
 And they look at me
 Dispelling the ashes once again for me, once again for me
 
 Again, for me, once again for me
 Again, for me, once again for me
 Again, for me, once again for me
 
 Like-trance, twisting ankle
 Veda serious dancing
 Drugs? Yes please, I will sample
 Leaving my last chance
 Then the clouds will open for me
 I am going to meet my Jesus Christ
 I see before me the story plays
 For the sake of fun and passion you play price
 Sadness behalf surge that took me
 I'll do anything you want
 Like a raging, brutal, horny Mephistopheles
 What came over my soul
 
 My guy has a tan transcontinental
 But it keeps me enchained
 Watch an old black and white movie
 Fred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame
 I do not want to be forgotten
 I can not be alone
 So do not you dare leave me
 it's like coming home
 To a skin that has died
 Human voices like a drum
 and they're looking right through me
 Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
 
 My guy has a tattoo ornamental
 When he's frozen in space
 Cut your eye far to me
 a covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway
 I do not want to be forgotten
 I can not be alone
 So do not you dare leave me
 it's like coming home
 It's a skin that has died
 Human voices like a drum
 and they're looking right through me
 scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me
 One more time for me, one more time for me
 one more time for me, one more time for me
 one more time for me, one more time for me
 
 Trans-likened, twisting my ankle
 Doing the grave dance
 Narcotic? yes please, I'll have a sample
 Riding on my very last chance
 Then the clouds will open for me
 Gonna meet my Jesus Christ
 I see history playing before me
 For pleasure and passion you play the price
 Sadness the name of the spike that took me
 I'll make that's all
 Like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles
 Who came for my soul
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