pariahcarrey - Grichka Lyrics

Spasi bog, rypka
Like a dreamer
Like a drifter with a drawl...

Had he crowded in this room
Immune, immune to me...
Maroon-eyed
It was then that i would dine...

I see you
Grichka, alloy...
With your corduroys on
Talking like a swan to sweep me...

That will never be...
That will never be...
That will never be...

Spasi bog, rypka
Like a dreamer
Like a drifter with a drawl...