Drifting [Radio Edit] (исполнитель: Recoil)
(Vocals by Siobhan Lynch) With your wild, call the pace Taste the tracks of the waste With your wild, with your sweet With your cold black-eyed teeth I close my eyes and I pray, yes I pray Let it slide, let it slide Ignore me and everything I've done For I am stupid, I am poison I take this one and I taste the tracks I taste the tracks of the waste in my head and you face me instead I must be drifting somewhere I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reason The burning is here, is only here to follow through But here it is harder than a screaming fist and I hate it It's dark behind your smile and I can follow through Let it slide, let it slide Ignore me and everything I've done For words, like bullets they know when [bad word] And taste the tracks, and taste the tracks Of the waste in my head and you face me instead Well ignore me and everything I said For I am stupid, I am poison. I held in my hand but it's hard, so hard to see reason It's dark behind your smile and I can follow through I close my eyes and I pray, yes I pray With your wild, call the pace Taste the track of the waste With your wild, with your sweet With your cold black-eyed teeth