- Жанр
- Альтернативный рок
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Amontillado
- Описание
- Извращение. Взаимное поедание партнеров. НЕ осенний каннибализм
- Альбом
- Три Истории
- Студия
- Дыхание Костей рекордз
- Текст
- Kiss my lips
Kiss my chicks
I wanna feel your breath is hot
Go ahead, my dear creep
I don't wanna sleep -
This is the last and the least thing
I want when I'm in your bed
I wanna stuff my skin with a cotton whool
Before it's finished too sad
Before the light in my eyes ia gone
Before my isolation returnes
I wanna feel the fire of yours
I swear I will not feel remors
I am turning into wireboy in your hands.
Somebody's died inside me
There's a maggot within my body
There's someone I don't know
and it is gonna wake up to life
My cigarette is on a fade and
I can see the end of the road so
Make me blind; eat my eyes
With your tongue like a blade of gold
I am turning into wireboy in your hands;
You will die with me.