Play High

Роман Воронов
These eyes, these highs
These lows, in disguise
Play high, what's your bet?
You stake on life instead

These are easy games
You play, but insane
Tonight, cross the line
No rules and no lies

These eyes are burning bright
But hold on tight, through the night
These words are sounding well
But you beware of things she tells


These eyes, these highs
These lows, are you blind?
You don't see the days
Only her and the nights

Midnight erases her sight
Midnight is here out of light


These eyes are burning bright
But hold on tight, through the night
These words are sounding well
But you beware of things she tells