Тексты песен «Fresh Air Of Hiroshima»

A nail in the flesh To suffocate all the mess. A flower born dead, But its color's still pink, my friend. A rotten apple falls off the tree. Though it's not overseasoned it's deceased. There has to be something wrong...

?Breathe the light and see the air. Look at me? the mirror said. ?Stop pulling your head underground, Instead of having it flying on clouds? I said: ?Life is what I'm always pushing back!? (Some would say I'm idiot)...

Would it sound stupid if I say That everything, and I say everything, has turned into grey? But what else should I say? What there's out, I don't like it and word has gone astray. I believe I didn't ask you for much,...

My words are not clear, I know, at all But language becomes foolish when all you do is crawl. Fear is coming And it would blind us all. My brain feeds itself on misery And all our lies are smothering me. Awe is coming...

Violence makes ultra-violence. Hysteria made a shame in our bed. Violence makes ultra-violence. It's a shame in our bed. ?And don't look up? he said, ??Cause the waterfalls are burying us down, But it's ok though, If...