Слова:
Katatonia Last Fair Deal Gone Down

she's got black hair and she has got a black dress she's pretending that her life is a mess but I cannot rest with so many worries I can't lie down and

oh my sweet nurse pull the curtain aside for a while so that I can for once have the sun in my eye you smile and say it's a fine day oh my sweet nurse

The blue lights are falling Night is warm Came down with a promise I have my best shirt on I lower myself now It is a way to forgot Of last year's failure

why have you put so many things into my eyes that I can't see clear who's paid you for telling me what I'm worth and run in fear it has been for me a

mirror down just a little of their sun how could this go so very wrong that I must depend on darkness would anyone follow me further down how could

: it is to see a traitor go free it is to feel a filter in me it is to leave the lights that I saw it is to ask: is it easy to go in this dead hour

second my eyes are of chrome it is television can't let go of my leg it's itching and bleeding layer by layer I'm peeling away burn down my house and

the blue lights are falling night is warm came down with a promise I have my best shirt on I lower myself now it is a way to forgot of last year's failure

: I can't say that I am free as long as they return if I had a way out of here would I then return? they seldom will speak, no they only breathe, slow