RUST
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(Intro — высокий, чистый голос, почти как музыкальная шкатулка): Tic-tac, tic-tac... The clock is bleeding black. Tic-tac, tic-tac... I'm not coming back. (Verse 1 — лёгкий речитатив, с ленцой, почти скучающе): You paint me pretty in your head, But I'm the paint that's turning red. You said you love me, but you lied — I'm just a doll you put aside. I cut the strings, I broke the show, Now watch me walk on broken toes. Your perfect world is made of glass, I'll let it shatter — let it pass. (Pre-chorus — голос поднимается, становится напряжённым): You wanted angel, but you got — A girl who knows what you are not. You wanted heaven, but it's cold... My halo's rusty, watch it fold. (Chorus — высоко, чисто, почти по-детски, но с надрывом): Rust, rust, on my skin, I'm not your porcelain. Rust, rust, let me in, To the garden where I begin. Rust, rust, on my tongue, Every word is a song unsung. Rust, rust, we're undone — Two lost kids under the sun. (Verse 2 — снова речитатив, чуть злее, быстрее): You took my crayons, broke the tip, Now I draw blood with my lip. You said «be good», I said «be real», You broke the wheel — now watch me steal. Your fairy tales are full of holes, I'm the ghost inside your moles. I don't need your lullaby, I'll make my own, I'll learn to fly. (Pre-chorus — опять подъём, но ещё выше, чем в первый раз): You wanted perfect, but you got — A girl who burns and loves the hot. You wanted princess, but she's dead... I'm the queen of what you dread. (Chorus — ещё выше, почти на крике, но красиво): Rust, rust, on my skin, I'm not your porcelain. Rust, rust, let me in, To the garden where I begin. Rust, rust, on my tongue, Every word is a song unsung. Rust, rust, we're undone — Two lost kids under the sun. (Bridge — речитатив, очень тихо, почти шёпот, но чётко): I don't cry, I just dissolve, Watch the chemicals revolve. You don't know me, never did, I'm the lock — you are the lid. (Outro — высокий, затухающий фальцет, как радио, которое выключают): Rust... rust... I'm not your... Rust... rust... I'm not your... porcelain... (fade out)
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(Intro — высокий, чистый голос, почти как музыкальная шкатулка): Tic-tac, tic-tac... The clock is bleeding black. Tic-tac, tic-tac... I'm not coming back. (Verse 1 — лёгкий речитатив, с ленцой, почти скучающе): You paint me pretty in your head, But I'm the paint that's turning red. You said you love me, but you lied — I'm just a doll you put aside. I cut the strings, I broke the show, Now watch me walk on broken toes. Your perfect world is made of glass, I'll let it shatter — let it pass. (Pre-chorus — голос поднимается, становится напряжённым): You wanted angel, but you got — A girl who knows what you are not. You wanted heaven, but it's cold... My halo's rusty, watch it fold. (Chorus — высоко, чисто, почти по-детски, но с надрывом): Rust, rust, on my skin, I'm not your porcelain. Rust, rust, let me in, To the garden where I begin. Rust, rust, on my tongue, Every word is a song unsung. Rust, rust, we're undone — Two lost kids under the sun. (Verse 2 — снова речитатив, чуть злее, быстрее): You took my crayons, broke the tip, Now I draw blood with my lip. You said «be good», I said «be real», You broke the wheel — now watch me steal. Your fairy tales are full of holes, I'm the ghost inside your moles. I don't need your lullaby, I'll make my own, I'll learn to fly. (Pre-chorus — опять подъём, но ещё выше, чем в первый раз): You wanted perfect, but you got — A girl who burns and loves the hot. You wanted princess, but she's dead... I'm the queen of what you dread. (Chorus — ещё выше, почти на крике, но красиво): Rust, rust, on my skin, I'm not your porcelain. Rust, rust, let me in, To the garden where I begin. Rust, rust, on my tongue, Every word is a song unsung. Rust, rust, we're undone — Two lost kids under the sun. (Bridge — речитатив, очень тихо, почти шёпот, но чётко): I don't cry, I just dissolve, Watch the chemicals revolve. You don't know me, never did, I'm the lock — you are the lid. (Outro — высокий, затухающий фальцет, как радио, которое выключают): Rust... rust... I'm not your... Rust... rust... I'm not your... porcelain... (fade out)
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