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Текст: Alkaline Trio. Maybe I'll Catch Fire. Tuck Me In.

Tuck me into where it's freezing
Tuck me into bed with snakes
Tuck me in with the tarantulas
I wanna let 'em in my mouth
And down my throat to lay their eggs

Tuck me into where there's bleeding
Where it spilled out of the walls onto the floor
Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies
Amount to shit, they always did forever more

I pour out onto the floor
Like liquid white from fallen glass
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go

Tuck me into where I'm falling
Where I can feel the heat rise
Underneath my wings
And all the fallen angels in Hell
Will tuck me away from you
Take me away from everything

Tuck me into where there's dying
Tuck me in the flames and tuck me in with flies
Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend
With maggots in her eyes or as ashes in that sky

I pour out onto the floor
Like liquid white from fallen glass
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go

I pour out onto the floor
Like liquid white from fallen glass
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go