Тексты песен
I'll not contain you
I won't look for you in my room
Through lengthy talks I'll not contain you
Through climbing arms I'll reach my loft
Through rotting skin I'll leave my coffin
Through calloused work I will grow soft
My eyes narrow on a light
A blurry place where we hotly radiate
Things are not concrete there and fastly glide
I'll not contain you
