Help me inhale
And mend it with you.
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds,
Then we'll come down,
And I have a hangover...
Help me inhale
And mend it with you.
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds,
Then we'll come down,
And I have a hangover...
I'll start this off without any words,
I got so high, that I scratched till I bled.
I love myself better than you,
I know, it's wrong, so what should I do?
В одно мерзкое утро просыпаешься с похмелья, с дикого похмелья, и понимаешь: твой час настал. Расплата не просто близка. Она настала, расплата.
Похмелье: рот набит обгоревшими бабочками, такое ощущение, словно всю ночь проходил на глазных яблоках...