Текст песни Про100Мария - Головокружение

I'll tear out the page
From the life of the familiar
And the flame from the match
Swallows her up

We are the sky pieces
Gutter pipes
Until the thread will get wet
High High

On the eighth floor before dizziness
A moment before the shipwreck
Where the forces of attraction
Do not torture me already
Forgetting the rules of motion
Scoring on the camera tracking
I'm on the brink of defeat
On the eighth floor

All doors are closed
Court yard mazes
And the buttons at the elevator
Burned a long time

We will meet for sure
We will stick together firmly
Like two loners
High High

Before dizziness
A moment before the shipwreck
Where the forces of attraction
Do not torture me already
Forgetting the rules of motion
Scoring on the camera tracking
I'm on the brink of defeat
On the eighth floor

On the eighth floor

Before dizziness
A moment before the shipwreck
Where the forces of attraction
Do not torture me already
Forgetting the rules of motion
Scoring on the camera tracking
I'm on the brink of defeat
On the eighth floor

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A moment before the shipwreck
Where the forces of attraction
Do not torture me already
Forgetting the rules of motion
Scoring on the camera tracking
I'm on the brink of defeat
On the eighth floor