Soul Emigrant - Suffering Stuff (EP 2014) | Текст песни

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• Suffering Stuff (EP 2014)

Your eyes
Are tired to cry
And there’s nothing else to say
I’m still looking at the sky
It is the last of our days
I’d want
To bring all back
But there’s nothing in my heart
I’m still looking at the sky
It is the last of our days
I just wanna believe
That it’s a dream
That someone clap his hands
And then we’ll back up
Smoke in the kitchen
Taste a tee
It wasn’t my route
But who could see

My words
Your silence
Kisses, sex
And tears again
And pain again

You are in my heart
With suffering stuff
But there’s nothing stay
From love