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5:35 4 0 1 месяц
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Над треком работали
Olli Perttula/Birdcherry
Автор музыки
Olli Perttula/Birdcherry
Автор текста
Birdcherry
Исполнитель
Birdcherry/Olli Perttula
Текст
It's 3 o'clock in the morning And something creepy is crawling Under a blanket and pillow It's haunting us, it's haunting us These ghost-like sinister creatures With recognizable features Of what we always intended But never dared to become A mummified expectations A might-have-been destinations An empty-thought declarations They're haunting us, they're haunting us Thruth that we denied and Lie that we parade are all to shame What we haven't said and What we've said in vain are all the same It's 3 o'clock in the morning And something creepy is crawling Under a blanket and pillow It's haunting us, it's haunting us There's no way of turning back the tide of time There's no way of washing away all stains of crime There's no way of turning back the tide of time There's no way of washing away all stains of crime And in the backyard of Black Hole There is a prison for lost hopes With all the hours we've wasted As term of imprisonment There's no way of turning back the tide of time There's no way of washing away all stains of crime There's no way of getting another chance to shine There's no way of loving again when we die (Dostoyevsky quote) There's no way of turning back the tide of time There's no way of washing away all stains of crime There's no way of getting another chance to shine There's no way of loving again when we die There's no way of loving again when we die