Сегодня я как самый тормознутый придурок открыла для себя свеженький альбом паников -
Vices and Virtues. И там такая песняяяяяяяяяяяяяяяяя она меня вдохновляет!
под кат запихаю слова, потому что хочу потом их выучитьMy wingtips once a close naive
wood floors they creek
innocently down the stairs
drab melody (?)
my precocive feet
serve cobweb headaches as a
matching set of marching clocks
the slobbering apparitions that they've come to wake up
Here i am
composing a burlesque
out of where they rest their necks
sunken in their splintered cradles
and ramshackled hands
they asked for it
as a girl you had set your heart on haunting
me forever from the start it's never silence
Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met, I've got just one regret through and through
And that one regret is you
How does a heart love
if no one has noticed it's presence
and that does not count
trembling hands but my heart
lacks the tremble
the beats gone and lost in the (?)
you had set your heart on haunting
me forever from the start it's never silence
Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met, I've got just one regret through and through
And I regret never letting you know
Ever since we met, I only shoot up with your perfume
It's the only thing
That makes me feel as good as you do
Ever since we met, I've got just one regret through and through
And that one regret is youМне особенно припев нравится такая милота, господибоже.