Текст песни ChiruChiru (KIRA remix) - Rachie
Besides
all
such
important
matters
in
this
world,
oh,
tell
me
Why
is
it
that
we
still
can't
share
the
secrets
that
we
both
keep?
The
distance
between
our
hearts
is
too
big
to
be
measured
This
whole
situation's
just
way
too
absurd
Chelsea
Hotel's
curtains
have
already
started
closing
Like
Sid
and
Nancy,
victims
of
a
love
that
kept
on
growing
Just
when
I
thought
that
I
would
get
your
heart
in
the
end
Everything
that
I
knew
turned
out
to
be
just
pretend
The
more
I
know,
the
more
it
is
killing
me
Yet,
I
can't
help
but
still
be
curious
These
small
quiet
prayers,
the
same
old
tragic
patterns
But
this
love
I
seek
seems
to
be
out
of
reach
The
more
I
know,
the
more
it
is
killing
me
Yet,
I
can't
help
but
still
be
curious
In
this
mess
you
put
me
in
My
words
just
scatter
when
I
try
to
tell
you
just
how
I
feel
I
look
away
and
back
at
you,
but
still,
nothing
has
changed
now
My
temperature's
too
high,
this
fever
keeps
on
weighing
me
down
My
throbbing
headache
from
the
low
air
pressure
makes
me
doubt
This
stationary
front
will
ever
go
away
Even
through
a
scope
lens,
I
can't
ever
look
in
your
eyes
A
brutal,
deadly
trap
like
it
was
set
by
Bonnie
and
Clyde
Adrift
radio
waves,
they
keep
emitting
from
my
mind
I
guess
that
it's
fine,
guess
it's
time
that
this
fades
out
The
more
I
see,
the
more
it's
confusing
me
Yet,
I
can't
help
but
keep
observing
it
These
thoughts
in
my
head
are
spinning
round
and
round
'Cause
all
that
pride
that
you
hold
is
troubling,
you
know?
The
more
I
see,
the
more
it's
confusing
me
Yet,
I
can't
help
but
keep
observing
it
Scattering,
till
these
complications
have
dissolved
But
do
I
really
want
them
to
go?
This
illness
plaguing
me,
there's
no
way
you
could
ever
cure
it
My
health
is
getting
worse
every
day
A
fatal
sweetness
luring
me,
then
knocking
me
down
But
I
don't
want
it
any
other
way,
so
tell
me
why
The
more
I
know,
the
more
it
is
killing
me
Still,
that's
not
gonna
keep
me
from
learning
These
small
quiet
prayers,
the
same
old
tragic
patterns
But
this
love
I
seek
seems
to
be
out
of
reach
The
more
I
know,
the
more
it
is
killing
me
Yet,
I
can't
help
but
still
be
curious
In
this
mess
you
put
me
in
My
words
just
scatter
when
I
try
to
tell
you
just
how
I
feel
So
guess
I'll
just
pretend
that
this
love
isn't
real
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