When I have to die then
I want to strangle myself in your black hair
And when I have to die then
I want to suffocate between your sweet breasts
And when I have to die then
I want to be blinded by your brown eyes
And when I have to die then
I want to cut my veins on your lips
I have not yet learned enough
My hands in chains
The brain- a hole in the wall
A hole in the wall
So what
I am never going to die
And when I have to die then
I want to starve in your lap
And when I have to die then
I want to burn in your bed
And when I have to die then
I want to drown in your heat
And when I have to die then
I want to be poisoned by your blood
And when I have to die then
I want to melt away from your kiss
And then when I am dead
Bury me close to your heart
Close to your heart
I have not yet learned enough
My hands in chains
The brain- a hole in the wall
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?