Lyrics Fleur - 33 Man
Friends have persuaded to stay, so I've not gone home.
I sit, trying to communicate, you look like a movie.
You're real and that's the reason I've been somehow scared
World of weirdish, mysterious dreams absorbin' myself.
This's the heart of stone, this stone as wax,
And my five minutes ago's already broken.
If you had touched me I'd instantly ceased t'exist,
Sprawling into many drops having spattered walls.
As I call it, a person 33 features
Either Love or hatred are you?
I'd like to know: shoud I stay or flee,
Flee or be remaining?
Couldja lie, I'm that curious if you'll understand my joking,
Or what if you boring as an eerie what's choking?
And as I reilise, should I see in the sky either diamonds
Or some jealousy eldritch preposterous antics?
I probably won't drink - it hardly sustain,
From riding on the carousel, tingling in the skin,
So nice regardin' you, sitting quietly in a corner,
Watchin' our looks and gestures in a motion pretty slower.
I don't have betrayed myself, my caution ain't in vain,
The more a pleasant start, the nastier the final and terrible.
It is better to hide pearl back into the shell,
And retrieve to the bottom into the depths that's all you need to do.
I should say, I'm like 32 spikes,
My thorns are my deeds, and spikes are keywords.
Try to understand: to stay or escape ,
Save yourself or t'prolong..
So I'm like 32 struggles, fightin's better than whimper and t'whine
Defeated ones are much easier to be forgiven.
And costs fate've been strengthened by kicks and insults,
into personal protective system rules.
After all that's happened, what I've regretted bitterly,
My heart's begun to beat again, still ain't bein' covered with a crust,
No matter what, it is singin' again,
I'm just ain't sure whether your chanting ... remain
33 Man, understand me if only you can,
And I should've tried too.
Wouldja like to tell - speak, to breathe along,
You should make at least single a stroke.
Any words no more important than implyin' frame,
You should at least be inquirin' my name.
I am 32 human, so sensual and real inspiring,
Like a stone that's inna face flying.
As I call it, a person of 33 features?
Either Love or Hatred are you?
I would like to know: to stay or prolong?
T'escape or remain?
I should say, I'm like 32 spikes,
Spikes are the deeds, my spikes are keywords.
Try to figure out whether to stay or run,
Save yourself or continue.