[Verse]
Don't ask me why I still send these these words to you
Actually, just ask away - please do
These encrypted valentines I know you can't receive
They're only my blue bubbles, but they help me believe
[Chorus]
I watch the skies for you, the corners of my eyes for you
Checking my replies for you, but you're not there
I light a light for you, I listen to the night for you
I try and stay upright for you, but you're not thеre
[Bridge]
I still send hearts and happy facеs, kisses, flames and aubergines
And you still watch me from the wall, your face still warms up every screen
I feel your footsteps walk beside me, feel your fingers in my hair
I hear your whispers in my ear, then turn around and you're not there
[Chorus]
I watch the skies for you, the corners of my eyes for you
And my hope never dies for you, but you're not there
I still confide in you, I sleep on the right side for you
And if I must, abide for you, but you're not there
You're not there
[Outro]
Don't ask me why I still send these these words to you
Actually, just ask away - please do
Daugiau siryt nebesnekesiu paslepsniu temomis tokiom. Nes uzblokuos. Jei pries 70 metu i interneta buciau rases tarybu sajunga vietoj Tarybu Sajunga, butu uzblokave ir persekioje net seimos narius. Nepasikeite niekas tik spalvos...
Tie kurie vykdo mirtinas zmogzudystes arba issvaisto milijonus, arba degina savo bei kitu laika - turi Antikurejo Gena. Bet jei kaunasi du Antikurejai, kaip Hitleris ir Stalinas, tarkim, jie sukuria daug laisvos erdves po ju sekusiems Kurejams. Ir t.t.
Nakties mintis: manau 1dien suses mokslininkai su astrofizikais visokiais (pabaigs savo mesainius bibliotekos bufete), apsitare nuspres kad Kurejo Genas egzistuoja. T.y. neegzistuoja viskas chaotiskai, padrikai bet vienakryptiskai, kurejo ranka juda link.
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