Текст песни: Senses Fail - The Irony Of Dying On Your Birthday








Just know we don`t astound in time
so follow your bliss, and destroy the beauty.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

i wanna die like jim morrison
a fucking rockstar
i wanna die like god, on the cover of time
just a fake, in disguise
so please pour some fame in my glass

So kill the forrest, and destroy the beauty.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

(Colors blind)
the eyes.
(Self defend)
the ear.
(Flavors now)
the taste.
(Suffocates)
the mind.

I would take someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain.
I used to be a serial killer
cause the victims don`t get any fame.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

Just know we don`t, astound in time.

Идет поиск видеоклипа в базе...
(при отсутствии ролика в базе, ничего не произойдет)









Just know we don`t astound in time
so follow your bliss, and destroy the beauty.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

i wanna die like jim morrison
a fucking rockstar
i wanna die like god, on the cover of time
just a fake, in disguise
so please pour some fame in my glass

So kill the forrest, and destroy the beauty.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

(Colors blind)
the eyes.
(Self defend)
the ear.
(Flavors now)
the taste.
(Suffocates)
the mind.

I would take someone with a switchblade knife
So that I can see their pain.
I used to be a serial killer
cause the victims don`t get any fame.

Ill lock myself alone and I will
drink until clock strikes two
with just a pen a pill and some paper.
And maybe I dont understand
so pour another please
This should foul up the person that i long to be.

Just know we don`t, astound in time.

Адрес электронной почты example@domain.ru
Код заказа 999-999
Нажмите после заполнения

Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты.

Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением.