воскресенье, 27 января 2019 г.

Prince


I relate to your kind, your design
Your devotion to wave
Get your brain on the Prize
Then dive inside...

The mindset of a killer
With your mind out of phase

It's a game that we like, we crave
Yet nobody wins
Anyway you decide you try
But you DIE...

The mindset of a killer
With your gaze you paint the room
Blood red with your tears
Pouring from the stage

And you can't stop now, rung by rung, almost out
Covered in black and gold, no one cares and no one knows
My gift to the world outside, it's okay I'm all right
Now open your empty hands
Here comes the fun, here comes the end

Click erase the device, give thanks
Then clear out the room
Blow kisses, wave them goodbye... GOODNIGHT...
Goodnight... GOODNIGHT

Mindset of a killer
With your gaze, you paint the room
Blood red with your tears
Pour from the stage

And you can't stop now, rung by rung, almost out
Covered in black and gold, no one cares and no one knows
My gift to the world outside, it's okay I'm all right
Now open your empty hands
Here comes the fun, here comes the end


/ One lives in the hope of becoming a memory. /

I will never make a point in this history. And I'll say a hundred times how badly I love them. For his entrancing voice, nebulous lyrics, absolutely intense and viscous music, raw feeling and incredible deep and dark atmosphere. They have everything I ever wanted.

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