Takeda - Крюк - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I'm turning out in a twist of a twist in the wine, a twisted stench, I see the veins, I see the twist

I'll pull out a fork from cotton wool and burst into a waltz into a funnel into a blizzard, a blizzard into my ear.

You are poison poison poison like kernels venom like a kernel a burning cut I cut a river of words I tear a rhyme

The current flowing straight into my heart is sinking tick tock smoldering beat fuck the throne will move

I don’t spin around someone’s lame devils, I won’t slide, I won’t stick together scenes

I twist the keys in shackles, I put glue on the bones, I put the cards for the night, a picture of a hag

Dependency swell swell tangled zigzag I'm calling for an umbrella I'm calling for the sun I'm calling for tomorrow

Trembling crack trembling cable trembling paths throne grass ladder trajectory new

I free you from the shackles of the fragments, do you hear, do you hear?

From the whispers and the scars from the chance to be weak, I take off, I take off

Addiction is not my cross, not my sin, not my gravity, I'm flying, ah ah

I will not return to where I am, a shadow where there is decay, where no one is waiting.

You are poison, you are an anchor, I am an anchor, a killer, another game, another code, another core

Frames like a kaleidoscope with a piece of cards like cards like caramel under feces

Current current current in the chest current in the eyes currents are melting traffic is melting the highway is getting dark

I will no longer be in need, I have learned to dive into the night, pull my nose, call zero

Do not be a shield for those who throw chips; do not be a key for a lock that is foreign to me.

Spun life clip by clip spinning around like a screw now blade now blood

Where they are not waiting for me there is decay there is a smoldering shadow I shift the clutch I shift the deadline

I won’t try to become necessary; I will become necessary to myself.

I release the sound of the echo, circling, circling and repairing the wings.

From shackles from fragments from sediments of words from the sharp traps of the night

Tremble the throne, but not for the crowd, not for your subtle tricks

Only your own warmth, only silence to the beat, only a point of light in the fog.

I feel like I'm spinning in the mirror, faces are multiplying, faces are silent

You are poison, but the word is a syringe injected into the frame of the cornice karma, I pull out the pin

The current flowing straight into the heart was a shadow, now the shadow is three steps away

Like obsidian cold like fire black light

I free myself by inhaling bridges, exhaling bridges, I am building a bridge, no nonsense

I release the echoing whispers of noise in the old streets

From the shackles from the words of the scraps from the scars of the past from the whispers in the seam hey!

Dependence goes away, goes away like smoke, like daylight, like the bottom under your feet.

I won’t go back to places where I’m not expected, I move the map, move the move, let’s go!

Let's go, new axle, new emphasis, new power over the wind