Текст песни
Heart racing, mind stalling, behavior appalling. We're out on the mission of fun number one. So jaded, we're falling. No praying, it's boring. What's the point in thinking when it's fun? I can feel it getting closer. In a flash it will be over. Is it really worth the jackpot that we're never Gonna win? Do you ever stop and wonder why Your heart's beating like thunder? Open up your eyes and you will see the State we're in, state we're in. We're slowly going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. We're slowly going under. Going Going under. Going under. We're Slowly going under. I see it, believe me. You choose not to hear me. Burying your head beneath the broken ground. Quit sweating and jarring. No stressing, no fury. There's nothing to gain, no golden crown. I can feel it getting closer. In a flash it will be over. Is it really worth the jackpot that we're never Gonna win? Do you ever stop and wonder why Your heart's beating like thunder? Open up your eyes and you will see the State we're in, state we're in. We're slowly going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. We're slowly going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. slowly going under. I need something new. There's nowhere to hide. What am I gonna do? Gotta face the truth. Can't avoid it. No running away. No time to delay 'cause I Can feel it getting closer. In a flash it will be over. Is it really worth the jackpot that we're never Gonna win? Do you ever stop and wonder why Your heart's beating like thunder? Open up your eyes and you will see the State we're in, state we're in. We're slowly going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. We're slowly going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Going under. Slowly going under.
Сергей Лазарев — Going under
«Going under» — Сергей Лазарев. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:04. Жанр — Поп.
