Kill me.
The light is suddenly turned off.
Ballerina smokes all on nerves
In a pack of cigarettes
Sun's shine is out of place
Last year's snow is still here
Everything in the world is made from plastic
And there's plastic life around.
The trails are straining after
Billions of stars don't matter
Since that time we left the formalities behind
And its not about the sign
Only dead isn't afraid of death
There are posts down the road
Take me away with you
And the sun is cruelly shining above your head
And shadow is shaking in the corner also out of place
Everything in the world is made from plastic
And there's plastic life around.
The trails are straining after
Kill me
Because it's been a long time since i stopped loving you