Checking sound

Юлия Мартынцева Март
In my head splash of rebel yell -
Checking sound, on air, yeah! -
“You’re my personal heaven’n’hell
In a popart tomato soup jar”.
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All the languages in my mind
Gia sou, ciao, proshchay, goodbye
Say the farewell to any kind
Of your presence in me. So why?! ;
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Why’re you so unexpected, sweet,
Why do you give me the treat I need?
How can I stop this game, you cheat?
Our songs are still on repeat...
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In my hands I can hold the world
But I ruin myself instead.
You are killing me word by word
But I’m still more alive than dead.
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Why’re you so unexpected, sweet,
Why do you give me the treat I need?
How can I stop this game, you cheat?
Our songs are still on repeat...