[TIS]

ломка..

сижу дома..

делать ниче не могу..

батя спалил, сидящей на подоконнике...

ну да, несколько компроментирующая поза..

говорит, я подозрительная...

а у меня голова как чужая..

чьи это мысли? заберите уже...

слушаю.. текст нра, но даже под это нытье рвет с кровати

Chris Isaak - Wicked Game



The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.

I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.



I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)



What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.

What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,