- Жанр
- Гранж
- Лицензия
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- Над треком работали
- Nutshell
- Студия
- Lenin Records
- Текст
- Too much gloom
[Verse 1]
Polluted thoughts roaring through my head
I feel so sad and blue
Identity of days painted on the face
Of someone I knew
And feelings squeezed with frame of standard words and shame
For the seconds of pure affection
Growing so angry of black and bitter envy
To those who possess perfection
[Chorus]
Oh-ho-o-o-o how low we fall in aspiration to be alike
Oh how they are Greek to me, painty dolls I see
Tangled in the threads of candid clarity
Of what they meant to be alike and what they dream about
My nerves tied up in buns come shivering at once and make
me scream and shout
[Verse 2]
Beauty wasting breath, lips spilling triteness
Like same old vinyl record going round
Each smile's so sugary offends so easily
Their fake and shiny moral knocks me down
And moment full of glee gets gloomy, suddenly
It makes me feel like crawling in a ditch
Up to the neck in mud and fingers smashed to blood
Those things I touch become as black as pitch