музыка, которую ты начал слушать когда-то летом, не важно - прошлым или 5 лет назад, всегда имеет особенную окраску. зимой ты включаешь эти треки и переносишься эти моменты. как несешься на горе море в электричке под накрапывающий мелкий дождик, возвращаешься под утро домой из клуба, пьешь ночами чай на балконе. летом все легче. зима - для надрыва и драмы. обожаю этот трек уже давно, смысл слов дошел только вот сейчас. зимой.
https://soundcloud.com/sournothardcore/iamx-spit-it-out?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=twitter And if you're hurting
I will replace the noise
With silence instead
Flushing out your head
If you like it violent
We can play rough and tumble
Fall into bed
And I won't breathe so you can recover
When you're in pieces
Just follow the echo of my voice
It's okay
Tune into that frequency
Don't fight your reflex
Embrace the instinct
You can feel your way
Through the bed and weak face in the end
'Cause it breaks my heart
That we live this way
I know people need love
'Cause them people never play the game
And we talk the talk
We communicate
And them people need love
Those people never play the game
Pleasure for pleasure
The tease is consequence
Enough for a fall
But I know you love to take a risk
The past is weakness
Don't beg the question
When the answer is war
There are moments when I'm overcome
'Cause it breaks my heart
That we live this way
I know people need love
'Cause them people never play the game
And we talk the talk
We communicate
Them people need love
Those people never play the game