Текст песни Tasty Prey (Sickabell) с переводом

No, I don’t like what I see

outside my window

everyone thinks for themselves

I watch them running all day long

they work so hard

to convert air into clouds

of smoke

So the color of my eyes is like the coldest winter

Cannot run the risk of smiling

Some days ago I took

a walk around here

and I met a friend of mine: he’d been

put up for sale

Saw my mate trapped in a cage

they call a shop window

From that day on I started deeply breathing the smoke

So the color of my eyes is like the coldest winter

Cannot run the risk of smiling

too much

And the smell of my skin makes me like a tasty prey, now

I can’t run the risk of talking

They’d cut me off

So the color of my eyes is like the coldest winter

Cannot run the risk of telling

the truth

And the smell of my skin makes me like the tastiest prey, now

I can’t run the risk of talking

They’d cut me off

They’d cut me off

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