Текст песни DJ Signify f Buck 65 - Red to Black
DJ Signify f Buck 65 - Red to Black слова песни
[Buck 65]sounds like an air conditioner, the pounding of pistonsbodies negotiating, a dog barks in a distancecrickets and bullfrogs quietly graphicthe turning on pages, the droll roar of trafficthe pencil on a paper, the wind in a chimneythoughts in my head, hollow and (thinny?)alarmed clocks` sirens, the creeking of floorboardssurf on a rocks, echoes in corridors(?) riots, head on collisionsthe ringing of telephones, the cooing of pigeonsafter new playground voices next doordefining stillness and starewells I exploreelectrical hum of anger and fearclothes hitting the floor, a bug in your earthe turning of concrete trucks in a soiltrees in a forest, a (pattern?) full boiledI can hear myself blink, where did she godown in the hole, buried in snowunder the water, should I fail to careI go out and I follow a long trail of hairwhat if I`m caught, what if it goes wrongwhat was I thinking, I forgot to put clothes onthere`s a crack in the sky, a pain in my shoulderwhen I was a kid, it`s the same when I`m olderI`m out of control with a crow in a shoeboxout in the street wearing nothing but two socksnow I`m confused from brighter to dullerthe long trail of hair has begun to change colorfrom red to jet black, I just don`t get thatthe last thing I need at this point is a setbackmy heart and my (?), it hurts when I swallowI got to stay focused and continue to follow