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DeLight Theatre, ДеЛайт Фиеро Our Mad Love

Альбом · Слепая Любовь · 2024 · Альтернатива

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You know, I abandon you
But you have not been my girlfriend even in a dream
I pour-out delirium in a dust-heap
But delirium can’t fall in a depth
It comes to me again’n’again
With some words which are drown like a pink on a black
It is traced like with a tap
Mike Tyson will be beaten in a fact
You are like the Treasure of Goldwing
I reply the phone “Yes?” or “Hello”
You throw in my face a word like “No”
But mobile can’t spitting. So
No, friendship, as for me, is better
Than any sympathy, un-mutual love
For what must I take soap scraps
And cover it on my fate beads?

Here is my branch with a dove
I comе with peaceful resolve
It brings our mad love
It's our mad love

We remain friends, continue to be together
Any boyfriend, like yours, cannot interfere
So we hide with fear in a backstreet area
You wish your lover would be like me, oh Dear
Gal, covered in mystery, look in my eyes
I’m blind for this
Alluring motif destroys pretty honor code
It entices me
You’ve never known before what is the passion’s notes
You’re full of yourself
I never wit before what is the loneliness, and so
I will be flashlight in your arms
Will be iron lung to keep your breath
You need my support, aid to asphyxiate the charms
But won’t stay relative with me till our death
You wish, your lover would be like me, oh Dear
You’re my friend though
Cry on my salt shoulder – it is simply clear
Nobody's but you
Only friends, forever! I wanna disappear
But why are there any passion and lust?

And such a, such a pretty mad love

Deny him, beg for me
And lay to my feet
You know, I can’t deny
You’ll see, my pledge is real
We will be merry, marry
Indiscreet

You’re crawling, oh, my dream’s coming
You’re feeble, mine is so spunky
You trust me, oh, it’s so pretty
Oh, I’m so guilty, my propinquity is for you

I spit on her, I’m bothered
And I don’t give a shit, she’s open
It’s even nothing wrong, she’s useless
I’ll find another girl, I’m used to

She’s half of me

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