Воспоминания шанхай вика джой хнык(

There is a ghost
Deep in my throat
Shoving it down
Speak and you choke
Every fire
Sharpens the flood
Throbbing and wild
Stained in blood
And each little lie
Making mountains
Mountains i climb
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Feeding the fire
Teasing the lies
With dirt in my eyes
Ohh dirt in my eyes…

 [bad word] it away
The heroes are gone
Dirt in their sheets
Rum on their tongues
Somewhere between
Dirty and clean
Water and smoke
Laugh and you choke
Ohh dirt in my eyes…

There is a ghost
Deep in my throat
Shoving it down
Speak and you choke
Somewhere between
Dirty and clean
The truth and the lie
With dirt in my eyes
Ohh dirt in my eyes…