Текст песни: The Old Year + перевод

She leaps higher than the scale

And then falls like iron and screaming air

Right down in front of me

I don’t know how it came to this

I’m so scarred up with cigarettes, cigarettes and leaks

But I know I’ll always stay possessed

Like some preacher to a crucifix

If you drive your nails into me

We’re sitting on the floor in a pile

Trading our arms for some wings of harm

And I am goddamned

Been blown from the hinge

And I can now barely stand

Oh Jaelyn I can

I can feel you like the wind

The beatings that rotation brings

Has us bedding down on anything

But as our shrinking lives collide and ring

The sound is beautiful and lean

Well, I never planned to live like this

Empty vaults, a rolling kiss

Oh, I never plan on anything

Sitting on the floor in a smile

I’m tearing apart like poverty art

And you are God sent

Been blown from the hinge

And I can now barely stand

Oh Jaelyn I can

I can feel you like the wind

I fear it’s getting close to the end

I can feel it in the warm ailing wind

She says, «I don’t want to think about that

'Cause I am married to imaginary friends»

So come on, come on in

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