А теперь (ВНИМАНИЕ!) я пишу гуро и некрофилию.
Оно дожрало мои мозги.
Can you fix what's made to be broken
I can fix what's made to be
My heart is tattooed on my sleeve
I'm not hiding no, it only hurts to breathe
My heart is tattooed on my sleeve
I know it's blinding
It only hurts to breathe