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6 лет

Broken Pieces

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Лицензия
Над треком работали
SBA prod.
Автор музыки
Мария Беседина
Автор текста
Мария Беседина
Исполнитель
Cholr
Альбом
Catharsis
Студия
SBA records
Текст
I hide my face in the palms of my hands,
I don't want anyone to see it bleeding.
But as I look at my reflection in the broken glass
I see the eyes that say "Please, stop. I promise, it's worth living."

Broken pieces on the bathroom floor,
You don't know the things I do.

Broken pieces on the bathroom floor,
You don't know the things I do.
Inside my heart there's a crack and a hole,
You don't see the things I see.

I stand by the window, wind blows in my hair.
I look outside: the strangers walking,
Staring at nobody like nobody cares.
Too dark. My eyes are closed. And I'm falling
Into the dream I made up for myself.

Broken pieces on the bathroom floor,
You don't know the things I do.
Close your eyes and I will show
You the dream that just might be
The perfect one. Sleep.