I’m too high - i cannot think even a little bit
Too high - cannot think of your pretty face
You left me in the back of the race
I smoke too much - my lungs are dried grapes
Where were you, when i needed you?
You say - you would stay, but will you come another day?
I don’t wanna feel all your fucking hate
I’m too high i can’t even think, fuckin’ straight (just give it up)
You left me in the back of the race
I’m too high - i guess i forgot your face
Ты слышала звуки дождя
Воспоминания. В кого превратила меня?
Я забываю вновь тебя
Забываю вновь тебя
Забываю вновь тебя
Забываю вновь тебя
Я забываю вновь тебя
Тебя
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