Текст песни Sunset Strip Killers - Август Из Прошлого

In one of the endless nights of purple
You're no longer a dream to me, left with nothing
And multicolored glitter fountains in our memory
Now more gloom to glow the way.

We destroyed this
It is difficult to get out of the past.

Go back to the
A new world in your dreams
Cold rain will dilute our lunar footprints
In fact we did not have here.

Places for kisses abandoned
Their long been razed to the ground
We destroyed this
It is difficult to get out of the past.

We burn up, we're finished.

Thousands of words and dead cells
From the outside it is absurd
All the lights in the world pales
We do not ever sleep.