Текст песни PlayGame - Shiver

Heat your next
Dusty noise of the wheels of the window .
Eyes closed , the heat between the palms , each in its share
Fingers rustling of blankets , conquer path.
Tell me who changed , turned the sweet smoke .

The slow storm your caresses
Restated to talk
Slowly passing through the heat
Dissolve the strings of beads .
And socks , picking up the keys
Tell me , how did you see the stars.

And right to strike tomorrow the day's schedule
Cold shower , drops on the skin , can be a voice trembling .
You teach me to smoke, to conquer the path
Tell someone you could not forget .