Текст песни За гранями - 13 Девочка из бомонда

For faces 13 Girl from high society

Sitting by the window kopilsya leitmotif
Going by parts of life paintings
Rich girl dressed in the fashion of
Cigarette smoke the stars in the sky
bridges the divorce changing the way
Permanent idea you need somewhere to go
Martini in the glass was as aperitif
I was promiscuous sex and so wanted to love
Run run screaming thoughts
Mentally she sprays him memories
Now she is one Kaif pain scores
Well, you gave the first love
Night Club VIP two tracks on the table
Status bit of euphoria and dancing
Then a new boyfriend Leather
Hotel room for two hearts in unison

The soul is screaming her fly
On cheeks flow salt
The heart does not cry
From you ache
Not those roads are not the ways
Do not return the former again
It is necessary to run a blind eye
Changing your role

The night went quickly in the morning coma
Today, oddly enough she woke up at home
Cold bed it with a glass of martini
It collects clothes for an empty apartment
She understands that it is necessary to change something
The inner voice keeps saying you have to run
While you are a slave of fate hands on the clock were frozen
It is time to change the character of the goddess already
By bringing things to the way she prayed to God
There were tears of little standing in the doorway
Care forgotten her and slamming the door
She runs away from an obsession
Station ticket cold coffee
Under the monotonous sound of wheels lifting gates
Mixed feelings rain
So I leave town girl from high society

The soul is screaming her fly
On cheeks flow salt
The heart does not cry
From you ache
Not those roads are not the ways
Do not return the former again
It is necessary to run a blind eye
Changing your role

The soul is screaming her fly
On cheeks flow salt
The heart does not cry
From you ache
Not those roads are not the ways
Do not return the former again
It is necessary to run a blind eye
Changing your role