Tuck it in or take it out for what
You cannot see with them eyes
A tired hand, her naked hand,
Putting me to sleep...
It won't be long, your glow
Has left me dry and my abstinence
Has been postponed by my comfort
In denial.
And the worst lie it may be that hope said
She'd be the last one to leave.
Always close now sense it clear
For years to come I can't go back
To the things I held so...
I held so dear.
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Freedom roar from senseless mind
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw it coming watched them leaving
With all I ever was.
Broken tissue, broken dreams far-fetched as those fantasies
Since peace of mind was not meant for me.
(I'll praise them silently...we were...endlessly.)
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Открой или закрой, но
Ты всё равно не сможешь видеть своими глазами.
Усталая рука, ее голая рука,
Укладывает меня спать...
Это не будет длиться долго, Твой жар
Оставил меня сухим и мое воздержание
Было вытеснено моим комфортом
В опровержении.
И худшая ложь, которая может быть - это та, когда надежда говорит, что
Она была последней.
То что Всегда было близко теперь ощущается ясно
В течение многих последующих лет я не могу вернуться
К вещам к которым я так привязан...
Которые Я считал такими дорогими.
Мы были сокрушены ее ореолом
О, какое это развитие событий...
Бесконечно она повторяла, что я
Навсегда в долгу
Красочными, столь красивыми,
В Глазах лихорадки,
Закрытыми и столь свободными
Были мои героини.
Рев свободы от бессмысленного ума,
Апокалипсис весь одетый в белое
Видел, что настало время, наблюдал как они уходили
Со всем чем я когда-либо был.
Порванная ткань, сломанные мечты, неправдоподобные как те фантазии...
С тех пор как душевное спокойствие не было предназначено для меня.
(Я похвалю их тихо..., мы были... бесконечно.)
Мы были сокрушены ее ореолом
О, какой развитие событий...
Бесконечно она повторяла, что я
Навсегда в долгу
Красочными, столь красивыми,
В Глазах лихорадки,
Закрытми и столь свободными
Были мои героини.
Tuck it in or take it out for what
You cannot see with them eyes
A tired hand, her naked hand,
Putting me to sleep ...
It won't be long, your glow
Has left me dry and my abstinence
Has been postponed by my comfort
In denial.
And the worst lie it may be that hope said
She'd be the last one to leave.
Always close now sense it clear
For years to come I can't go back
To the things I held so ...
I held so dear.
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go ...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Freedom roar from senseless mind
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw it coming watched them leaving
With all I ever was.
Broken tissue, broken dreams far-fetched as those fantasies
Since peace of mind was not meant for me.
(I'll praise them silently ... we were ... endlessly.)
We were crushed by her halo
Oh what a way to go ...
Endlessly she said
Forevermore in debt
Colourful, so beautiful,
With fever eyes
Closed and so free
Those were my heroines.
Open or closed , but
You still can not see with their eyes .
Tired arm , her bare arm ,
Puts me to sleep ...
It will not last long , your fever
Left me dry and my abstinence
Was supplanted my comfort
The refutation .
And the worst lies that may be - is that when hope says
She was the last .
There was always something that felt close now clear
Over the ensuing years, I can not go back
For things to which I attached ...
I thought that such expensive.
We were crushed her halo
Oh, what a turn of events ...
She repeated endlessly that I
Forever in debt
Colorful , so beautiful
In the eyes of fever ,
Closed and so free
Were my heroines .
The roar of freedom from mindless mind
Apocalypse all dressed in white
Saw that it was time , watched them go
With all than I ever was .
Torn fabric , broken dreams, implausible as those fantasies ...
Since the peace of mind was not meant for me.
( I will praise them quiet ... we were ... forever. )
We were crushed her halo
Oh, what a turn of events ...
She repeated endlessly that I
Forever in debt
Colorful , so beautiful
In the eyes of fever ,
Zakrytmi and so free
Were my heroines .
