Daring jump, daring jump
As a result, jo - oh bounce - exposes each dummy.
Daring jump, daring jump
As a result, jo - oh bounce - exposes each dummy.
Daring jump, daring jump
This is not a blind street, since the trip is still possible.
They keep on telling us, we can do better
We deserve the ocean, sky, comets innumerous
So we play the game, looking for advises in the next book
How so short hands can reach the Moon
When the beat drops down, we shall pursue the rythm
Curling up lonely in our tiny cement cages
Feverish therapy likes to go back to the empty home
Pain of frustrastion penetrates the heart like a thunder sound
From the height of digital thrones we choose the coma
We allow it to settle in our shelter
That's the adult life, heavy bags of experience, stuffed with memories garbage
It's hard to walk along, when the shameless comparisons hook us down
Once i was the sand, now i'm the stone
The clock is mocking me, elasticity hardens like clay
Scars of burns blow the weird icy sarcasm
Everyone to catch a few fronts playing his love tournaments.
Daring jump, daring jump
As a result, jo - oh bounce - exposes each dummy.
Daring jump, daring jump
This is not a blind street , since the trip is still possible.
why we fasten seatbelt? - we know the end of the tour, we know we
run away from each other to each other, because each other all the time
looking for, but not inside us, but in us each other and the deceitfulness of us
this calm, but in the eye of the storm is spinning our little world
and although before us is one objective, it's trajectories
our separate stories change course and again we must get up
flick from the ground, change, promise, even though we know
it's not so easy to look the truth straight in the black eyes
some people unites only God and with difficulty
as if from the beginning he wanted to test us
and though we still trying to slow down a little
perhaps only the end of us can bring us here the end of the war
and all the time we do not know why we can not go through it
wall between us - we were able to build the majority of
and waiting for us when we passing in the past
slow, slow, slow speed brings us death
Nobody's perfect and I know sometimes I made you suffer
Nothing is perfect even though it hurts to argue
Nobody's perfect And I believed in you, and me, I promised, but
Nothing is perfect and nothing lasts until the end
Nobody's perfect and I know sometimes I made you suffer
Nothing is perfect even though it hurts to argue
Nobody's perfect And I believed in you, and me, I promised, but
Nothing is perfect and nothing lasts until the end
Nobody's perfect and I know sometimes I made you suffer
Nothing is perfect even though it hurts to argue
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