And there's no remedy for memory
Of faces like a melody,
It won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead (Dead, dead, dead)
Только вчера с morphee говорили о мелодиях, которые приходят внезапно и не отпускают, пока не послушаешь. Я п р о с н у л а с ь от этой песни в голове.
And there's no remedy for memory
Of faces like a melody,
It won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead (Dead, dead, dead)
And there's no remedy for memory
Of faces like a melody,
It won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me and telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead (Dead, dead, dead)