меня зовут Марина и я шопоголик.
Michael Pitt, PAGODA
Death to Birth
From ripe to rotting
Too real to live
Should I lie down or stand up
And walk around again
My eyes finally wide open now,
My eyes finally wide open shut
To find the found of sound
That hears the touching of my tears
Smells the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others
But we smother each other with the nectar and pucker the sour of bittersweet weather
It blows through our trees.
Sweems through our seas
Flies through the last gasp we left
On this earth
Ooh...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
Should I die again
Should I die around the pounds of matter,wailing through space
I know,I'll never know
Until I come face to face
With my own,with my own,with my own,with my own
Cold dead face
In my own wooden case
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
Death to Birth
From ripe to rotting
Too real to live
Should I lie down or stand up
And walk around again
My eyes finally wide open now,
My eyes finally wide open shut
To find the found of sound
That hears the touching of my tears
Smells the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others
But we smother each other with the nectar and pucker the sour of bittersweet weather
It blows through our trees.
Sweems through our seas
Flies through the last gasp we left
On this earth
Ooh...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
Should I die again
Should I die around the pounds of matter,wailing through space
I know,I'll never know
Until I come face to face
With my own,with my own,with my own,with my own
Cold dead face
In my own wooden case
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to...
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
It's a long,lonely journey from deat to birth
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21.01.2006 в 02:52You did it!!!