Текст песни Top-Display - Крик души

Sometimes you postupaeesh
like inside Nakata unknown, incorporeal ...
Lips dry, ticking clock scares,
every second, sinking, disappearing, melting ..
All that was in it freezes a moment ...

CHORUS:
Cry from the heart, the soul cry disturb my body awkwardly boldly, as if the skin with a razor touched ...
You do not wait, you can not expect that fragmentation srastetsya telegram after an argument only emotional trauma ...

Sometimes you get more often smear,
disappears, you know, each time a little bit disappear ...
Glass fighting, cobweb knits bursting,
It may cease to support themselves, but simply say "I'm tired, that's enough"?

CHORUS:
Cry from the heart, the soul cry disturb my body awkwardly boldly, as if the skin with a razor touched ...
You do not wait, you can not expect that fragmentation srastetsya telegram after an argument only emotional trauma ...

Only spiritual wounds ....
Only spiritual wounds ....
Injury....