Singer: Cream band. Page 2

This is a set of random phrases
This has happened to me;
To sing in English better I would become,
If I knew.
The question about the meaning of all at once disappeared -
Is "o-o" and dancing the whole room.

You th [...] said I was a fool,
Just constantly in your thoughts.
Th you [...] then you need b**t from me
Again I know nothing about life?
Since all my hopes are false, so why
You ask to support, not supporting anything?
You shit in my soul, and I wrote in a notebook
What I have long wanted to say:
Go, please, to**th!

All my life up to you I'm wrong lived
Have you all handed out, for each paid.
You said yourself "think about me"
And now I shout to the crowd:
Go, please, to**th!

Words are empty, only the forms
Their content is doubtful, but the meaning debatable.
Drunk hard trying to sleep in the bathroom
On the monitor you have parallel porn.
The hungry must be an artist or a poet,
I'm hungry, wish to know what to wear,
Are measured line ringing this nonsense,
Hoping that you have no phone.

The world spins the stars around; you're so beautiful now
And I ask you to stop time.
Let all the world will descend from their orbits, and the space lit -
Looking into each other's eyes, we wouldn't notice.
Up there I the sky lit up the star,
I whisper that you love!

And now suddenly redundant words going round the head,
I'm afraid to startle, to break this moment.
You look like a dream as something more
Than all my previous plans and aspirations.
Yes, I want touching, not release
And to repeat again:
In love!

Just you're not shy.
Want to laugh at me
The setting sun say goodbye,
Dawn come back again.

Pressed it hard against the wall, in the dark, it looks silly.
Stumbling about all the angles, cursing, I'm looking for a jacket.
Somewhere in the other end of your phone in the bag goes hollow...
I do not understand what this is all about, but please don't pick it up.

- This song is Anticheat, and she'll never fly.
- Because it is rushing the rhythm section, not a bit.
- This song is Anticheat, and she'll never fly.
- The author about his sexual exploits not PI... dit.
- This song is Anticheat, and she'll never fly.
- He th, sings the chorus without auto-tune? - Well, rickets...
- This song is Anticheat, and she'll never fly.
- Artist after all, not rap, not even Egor creed.

The day is like a dream and not like the life
Cloyingly sweet like stupid movies,
Yes, I used to be alone, shut himself in quarantine
This is my ship aground sat keel,
But through the fog the heart-warmed
And whispers that I'm in love!

I only smoke a pipe and watch Arthouse.
Ambient, Yesenin, Shopenhaur and Strauss.
If minus, then plus. If the night, the day.
Are removed every month from all social networks.
My rich inner world
The richest, I say.
Soon I will come with EBAY vinyl,
Which I so desire.

Make a sad face
And don't smile ever.
I despise the whole mainstream
Where are you all to me?
Your music cal. Your stuff is shit.
Interstellar sucks as Nirvana and Choi.
Only the player and rain. I'm sitting on the window.
Think about death - don't bother me.

If you want to watch a movie,
Call friends, they care.
But one again, you're not watching a movie
Just you and your friends get wasted.

Here it is, a strange turn:
The lovers are at odds, his life takes,
And now they will suffer
The brain of the audience-school girls to satisfy.
God, I'm tired of this stuff to eat!
So just because your will cease well to remove...