Her eyes see a splintered sky and the sun's forgotten them Her face is a fresh wound, honestly it's smashed It's strange that she breathes, my sweet, little dead body Oh no, she's not dyin', she's not burned completely. You hide between the walls your idiotic smile And I could lie to you, that there's something in you You don't want to show your ashen-gray hands I won't tell you this, but to who will you give them?! And she never laughs, my burned little cat And she never cries, she's lost her tears This overdose of pain is impossible to get I see the traces of the flames on her thin back! I don't wanna look at your hands I feel awful when you splutter, I am yours I feel fear, when I gotta cuddle you Even though I know you are mine, mine!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
