NaF, Ahimas, Menace Society, Mike Qwik - Из шёлка

What did you mean
 'there's too many angels here' 
 is it the sweet ones that keep you here
 or did you mean that everyone you love
 is already gone, too early
 whatever you mean 
 I came to mine and realized
 that it's all fake
 but I love to dream
 and to feel everything
 come up, come up
 it's so hard to love when you know how it goes
 come up, come up
 waves of pleasure waves of control
 and the waves run their course
 turn into foam
 they start with a roar and then it's back home
 come up
 it's at the shows
 I feel so alive
 and otherwise
 there's a craving so bright
 well my friend with not many words
 but it's just as well cause what are they for
 you see through me you make me quiet
 you know all the words so why should I hide it
 when love starts up
 you can't escape
 you run and you hide
 duck under the waves
 come up, come up
 and when you do it's there to greet you
 come up, come up
 water and sand and fish all around you
 come up