Miskin - Based On Air текст песни

I wanna be
As something dead
My sweet
I can't live it on my own
I wanna float
On something blown
To rise it out
And pull it on your face

Eternity
Is a wind that never blows
And I can breathe
Never off or upon all minds
You are kind and blown
I'm nothing of who you want
I wanna bring
Your past and bring it here

My sweet surpise
Is somethin' I can...I know
YOU IN AN UGLY DRESS
You, you can't find
A character very kind
And recognise
The sweetness of my (heart)