Текст песни Блу стахли вс корн - ультранумб и коминг андон

Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me

That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Be straight
Be deliberate

Wait
I'm coming undone
Unlaced
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate

Choke choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me

That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now

I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like i'm not getting better
Not getting better

Держусь,
Пока в моей голове словно тикает таймер бомбы,
Понимаю, что темные мысли вновь пришли,
Чтобы завладеть мной.
Столь желанные жестокие слова
Ни на что не похожи,
Пой, насмешливая птичка,
Ты меня совершенно не волнуешь.

Верно,
Это освобождение моего сердца,
Но не сверни с этого пути,
И не торопись.

Стой,
Я проиграл,
Теряю связь с миром,
Я проиграл,
Слишком поздно,
Я проиграл.
Какой строгий взгляд,
И как он нежен.
Стой,
Я начинаю задыхаться,
И жду,
Когда проиграю.
Какой строгий взгляд,
И как он нежен.

Снова наступает удушье,
Думаю, что всё же демоны были моими друзьями,
Близко мой конец,
Они пришли за мной.
С юных лет
Я знаю вкус горя,
И эта сладкая конфетка
Не защитит меня.

Точно,
Между моих глаз – дуло пистолета,
Пожалуйста, нажми на курок,
Да побыстрее.

Я пытался склеить куски,
Но голова легка, словно перышко,
И напоминает, что лучше мне не станет,
Лучше не станет.

Стой,
Я проиграл,
Теряю связь с миром,
Я проиграл,
Слишком поздно,
Я проиграл.
Какой строгий взгляд,
И как он нежен.
Стой,
Я начинаю задыхаться,
И жду,
Когда проиграю.
Какой строгий взгляд,
И как он нежен.

Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin 'like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You do not affect me

That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Be straight
Be deliberate

Wait
I'm coming undone
Unlaced
I'm coming undone
Too late
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
One looks so strong
So delicate

Choke choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
Getting me in the end
They're out to get me
Since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet sugar gun
Does not protect me

That's right
Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now

I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like i'm not getting better
Not getting better

Hold on,
While in my head like a ticking bomb timer,
I understand that the dark thoughts come again,
To take hold of me.
Coveted cruel words
No matter what do not like,
Sing, mocking bird,
You do not care about you completely.

Right,
This liberation of my heart,
But not deviate from this path,
And do not rush.

Wait,
I lost,
I lose touch with the world,
I lost,
Too late,
I lost.
What a stern look,
And he is gentle.
Wait,
I start to choke,
And forward
When I lose.
What a stern look,
And he is gentle.

Again comes the choking,
I think that is still the demons were my friends,
Close my end,
They came for me.
From a young age
I know the taste of sorrow,
And this sweet candy
It does not protect me.

Similarly,
Between my eyes - gun,
Please click on the trigger,
Yes quickly.

I tried to glue the pieces
But the head is light as a feather,
And recalls that it is better I will not,
Better not be.

Wait,
I lost,
I lose touch with the world,
I lost,
Too late,
I lost.
What a stern look,
And he is gentle.
Wait,
I start to choke,
And forward
When I lose.
What a stern look,
And he is gentle.