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  • Текст песни Стас Михайлов - Половинка моя, половиночка

    Исполнитель: Стас Михайлов
    Название песни: Половинка моя, половиночка
    Дата добавления: 26.05.2015 | 08:29:31
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    Кто круче?

    или
    In this hole, that is me, the dead are rolling over.
    In this hole, thickening, dirt shoveled over shoulders.
    I feel it in me, so overwhelmed, oh this pressured center rising!
    My life overturned, unfair the despair,
    All these scars keep ripping open!

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does is make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    In this hole, that is me, a life that's growing feeble.
    In this hole, so limiting, the sun has set, all darkens.
    Buried underneath, hands slip off the wheel.
    Internal pathway to contention.

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?
    Happy?
    Happy?
    Are you feeling happy now?

    In this hole, that is me, left with a heart exhausted.
    What's my release? What sets me free?
    Do you pull me up just to push me down again?

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    Does it make you happy?
    Are you feeling happy?
    Are you fucking happy now that I'm lost left with nothing?
    Does it make you happy?
    Are you feeling happy?
    Are you fucking happy now that I'm lost left with nothing?

    Счастлив?

    Вот он я, в этой дыре; мертвых становится все больше.
    В этой дыре, сгущаясь, с плеч скатывается грязь.
    Я чувствую, как это переполняет меня, в центре давление возрастает!
    Моя жизнь перевернута с ног на голову, незаслуженная безысходность,
    Все эти зарубцевавшиеся раны открываются!

    Сдери меня с кожи,
    Оторви меня с поверхности –
    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Оторви плоть от костей,
    Оторви меня от самого себя –
    Счастлив ли ты?

    В этой дыре, вот он я - угасающая жизнь.
    В этой дыре, такой ограниченной, солнце село, всё погружается во мрак.
    Похороненные где-то в глубине, руки скользят по баранке...
    Внутренняя тропа к спору.

    Соскобли меня с кожи,
    Оторви меня с поверхности –
    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Оторви плоть от костей,
    Оторви меня от самое себя –
    Счастлив ли ты?
    Счастлив?
    Счастлив?
    Счастлив ли ты?

    В этой дыре, вот он я, оставленный с измученным сердцем,
    Как мне освободиться? Что освободит меня?
    Ты останавливаешь меня, чтобы столкнуть на землю еще раз?

    Соскобли меня с кожи,
    Оторви меня с поверхности –
    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Оторви плоть от костей,
    Оторви меня от самое себя –
    Счастлив ли ты?

    Соскобли меня с кожи,
    Оторви меня с поверхности –
    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Оторви плоть от костей,
    Оторви меня от самое себя –
    Счастлив ли ты?

    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Счастлив ли ты?
    Счастлив ли ты, черт возьми, сейчас, когда я потерян и оставлен ни с чем?
    Делает ли это тебя счастливым?
    Счастлив ли ты?
    Счастлив ли ты, черт возьми, сейчас, когда я потерян и оставлен ни с чем?
    In this hole, that is me, the dead are rolling over.
    In this hole, thickening, dirt shoveled over shoulders.
    I feel it in me, so overwhelmed, oh this pressured center rising!
    My life overturned, unfair the despair,
    All these scars keep ripping open!

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does is make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    In this hole, that is me, a life that's growing feeble.
    In this hole, so limiting, the sun has set, all darkens.
    Buried underneath, hands slip off the wheel.
    Internal pathway to contention.

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?
    Happy?
    Happy?
    Are you feeling happy now?

    In this hole, that is me, left with a heart exhausted.
    What's my release? What sets me free?
    Do you pull me up just to push me down again?

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    Peel me, from the skin!
    Tear me, from the rind!
    Does it make you happy now?
    Tear meat, from the bone!
    Tear me, from myself!
    Are you feeling happy now?

    Does it make you happy?
    Are you feeling happy?
    Are you fucking happy now that I'm lost left with nothing?
    Does it make you happy?
    Are you feeling happy?
    Are you fucking happy now that I'm lost left with nothing?

    Happy?

    Here I am, in this hole; dead is growing.
    In this hole, thickening, shoulders rolled mud.
    I feel like it overwhelms me, the center of pressure increases!
    My life turned upside down, undeserved hopelessness,
    These healed wounds opened!

    Sderi me with skin
    Tear me from the surface -
    Does that make you happy?
    Tear the flesh from the bones,
    Tear me from myself -
    Are you happy?

    In this hole, here I am - fading life.
    In this hole, so limited, the sun went down, all plunged into darkness.
    Buried somewhere deep in the hands glide over the steering wheel ...
    Inner Path to the dispute.

    Scrape me from the skin,
    Tear me from the surface -
    Does that make you happy?
    Tear the flesh from the bones,
    Tear me from itself -
    Are you happy?
    Happy?
    Happy?
    Are you happy?

    In this hole, here I am left with a weary heart,
    How can I be free? What set me free?
    You stop me, to push to the ground again?

    Scrape me from the skin,
    Tear me from the surface -
    Does that make you happy?
    Tear the flesh from the bones,
    Tear me from itself -
    Are you happy?

    Scrape me from the skin,
    Tear me from the surface -
    Does that make you happy?
    Tear the flesh from the bones,
    Tear me from itself -
    Are you happy?

    Does that make you happy?
    Are you happy?
    Happy are you, damn it, now that I've lost and left with nothing?
    Does that make you happy?
    Are you happy?
    Happy are you, damn it, now that I've lost and left with nothing?

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