чикленько Great, feel my head is taking over Mi tend deja vusa And each time I'm getting colder Pain, I should let it go Your lies burn like sugar In my wounds, in time My wound will be a scar Strained, but my tears are getting sober And I've been here before, so The weight that I'm holding on my shoulders I'm gonna let it go This is my first time trying Look how the tables turn I've got this dirt inside me I've got some space to crawl Your lies burn like sugar In my wounds, so I have sweet bruises In time, I'll forget what you have done In time, my wound will be a scar My pain will soon be over Oh, how the tables turn Tears are getting sober I've got some space to crawl Your lies burn like sugar In my wounds, so I have sweet bruises In time, I'll forget what you have done In time, my wound will be a scar
