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Дата випуску: 22.09.2022
Вікові обмеження: 18+
Мова пісні: Англійська
Silent Hill |
Wake up in a wrecked car |
Daughter missing, couldn’t get far |
I’m in denial, retconning her safety |
Better get gone and bring her back home safely |
I’m in a new place called Silent Hill |
Getting déjà vu from the spinal chill |
Maybe a prior generation of mine |
Came through in days grim, only time will tell |
It’s snowing out of season |
There’s certain things that we know without reason |
The winds of spring shouldn’t be blowing out leaves |
And when we drown |
We know we won’t be going down breathing |
And now, you suddenly freeze |
Look at the piano, blood on the keys |
What a disease that grips this town |
I don’t wanna be here when the shit goes down |
It wasn’t a nightmare, it was a premonition |
Something was moving right there, shut up and listen |
Someone turned the lights out, now the fog is creeping in |
And our entire town is full of dogs without any skin |
Pass my liquor, I wanna drink it |
While my flashlight flickers, know what I’m thinking |
When at last, I give up, succumb to wickedness |
And foul vile visions, hellishly devilish |
We keep telling ourselves these are parallel worlds |
But what if we’re in a comparable realm |
To the hell we bring down on ourselves? |
Putting the wind up us, we are a caravel’s sails |
When the caramel melts, you see the meat beneath it |
Pulling the carousel 'round |
What the hell is that sound? It’s coming out the ground |
But now it’s somewhere else, help |
How can we tell what is objective reality |
When we’re bereft of fact, left without clarity? |
Our best guess is a blessing of blasphemy |
Not impressed with the answer? Stop asking me |
This is a messed up masterpiece |
Full of locked chests, better fetch the master key |
I see spectres and death, it’s gastly |
No, I’m not psychotic, yes, they’re after me |
It wasn’t a nightmare, it was a premonition |
Something was moving right there, shut up and listen |
Someone turned the lights out, now the fog is creeping in |
And our entire town is full of dogs without any skin |
Pass my liquor, I wanna drink it |
While my flashlight flickers, know what I’m thinking |
When at last, I give up, succumb to wickedness |
And foul vile visions, hellishly devilish |
Pass my liquor, I wanna drink it |
While my flashlight flickers, know what I’m thinking |
When at last, I give up, succumb to wickedness |
And foul vile visions, hellishly devilish |