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«Неизвестный Гений»
I keep sinking to the surface
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Текст песни:
[Verse 1]
You trace cracks on the table, fingers brittle as dusk,
My voice is a river in winter, slow and low,
You laugh at nothing, lost behind glassy smoking eyes,
A cold comes through the door, but you do not shiver.
[Pre-chorus]
Are we drifting, washed out to silence,
Or nesting deep inside this frozen ground?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Rising through your distance)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Verse 2]
Shot glasses tremble, their echoes fill the gaps you left,
I fold my words like paper sails and set them drifting,
In this room, the wallpaper peels like cauterized wounds,
We talk in fragments, sharp as ice in a glass.
[Pre-chorus]
Is it hope or just a dull resistance
That urges breath between these closing walls?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Can you hear me breaking)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Breakdown]
[Instrumental echoes, whispered background vocal loops]
Slow-motion—voices tangle,
Rush of blue static dissolving the air.
A pulse behind glass—
(
Only silence answers)
[Bridge]
Did we ever mean these words or are we only the echo,
Rolling under, rolling over—never breathing above?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Fading through your distance)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Outro]
I call out under water,
Feel the cold in my name.
I keep rising, keep falling—
Surface never feels the same.
[Verse 1]
You trace cracks on the table, fingers brittle as dusk,
My voice is a river in winter, slow and low,
You laugh at nothing, lost behind glassy smoking eyes,
A cold comes through the door, but you do not shiver.
[Pre-chorus]
Are we drifting, washed out to silence,
Or nesting deep inside this frozen ground?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Rising through your distance)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Verse 2]
Shot glasses tremble, their echoes fill the gaps you left,
I fold my words like paper sails and set them drifting,
In this room, the wallpaper peels like cauterized wounds,
We talk in fragments, sharp as ice in a glass.
[Pre-chorus]
Is it hope or just a dull resistance
That urges breath between these closing walls?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Can you hear me breaking)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Breakdown]
[Instrumental echoes, whispered background vocal loops]
Slow-motion—voices tangle,
Rush of blue static dissolving the air.
A pulse behind glass—
(
Only silence answers)
[Bridge]
Did we ever mean these words or are we only the echo,
Rolling under, rolling over—never breathing above?
[Chorus]
I keep sinking to the surface,
(Fading through your distance)
I keep sinking to the surface,
And you’re somewhere further down.
[Outro]
I call out under water,
Feel the cold in my name.
I keep rising, keep falling—
Surface never feels the same.
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