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Listen to the organ that i play for you
Since you've got no choice
Hear me through
You look as though you like it
But you seem reserved
Its my requiem for a jerk

I wrote it in the bath
On my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite for the day
I tried to raise a toast
Ate this second verse
But our requiem for a jerk
Its an afternoon for mourners
But the tears dont come
Got what you deserved 
The maximum
Well im getting sentimental but its too much work
Whats our requiem to a jerk

While the devil left a message
Cool dry paradise
Has a lot to hot
Not too nice
Try to talk in code if you've got the nerve
Even i dont need stupid jerks

Listen to the organ that i play for you
Since you've got no choice
Hear me through
You look as though you like it
In your woolen shirt
Its my requiem for a jerk

I wrote it in the bath
On my breakfast tray
Cut my appetite for the day
On your white washed face
Moose steel prison wall
Alright stupid jerk
Thats all

Thats all

например это и Хевен идет в жопу. По стихам хотя бы. И прошлые работы Мартина. Примитив из файя хевена и тд. И как можно про Хвен говорит более красиво и не в лоб

I'm not the only one,
Staring at the sun.
Afraid of what you'd find
If you took a look inside
I'm not just deaf and dumb
Staring at the sun
Not the only one
Who'd rather go blind

There's an insect in your ear
If you scratch it won't disappear
It's gonna itch and burn and sting
You want to see what the scratching brings
Waves that leave me out of reach
Breaking on your back like a beach
Will we ever live in peace?

'Cause those that can't do
Often have to
And those that can't do
Often have to preach

To the ones
Staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
If you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb
I'm staring at the sun
I'm not the only one
Who'd rather go blind

Intransigence is all around
Military still in town
Armour plated suits and ties
Daddy just won't say goodbye
Referee won't blow the whistle
God is good but will He listen
I'm nearly great
But there's something missing

I left it in the duty free yeah
But you never really belonged to me

You're not the only one
Staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find
You step back inside
Not sucking on my thumb
I'm staring at the sun
I'm not the only one 
Who'd rather go blind

ну это уж слишком! где админ ходит?

бухой на лыжах тожа