Текст песни караулова анастасия - комнатное одиночество

These bare white walls
And strange screams in the street.
Old tapestries on the walls
Give me a box of matches
I'll wait for them to hell!
And they will call me smart.

I'll run away from here
Of my old dreams
True, I'm tired of waiting for a miracle
Write a lot of poems
Dedicated to you.
Is it again to meet the dawn in the dark ?!

In this lifeless room
It's hard to even breathe! ..
I will not say anything about the "fly" ..
Please remember me ..
After all, it’s easier to go crazy alone.
And again this gloomy winter ..

Yes, it’s easier to write prose,
Without going deep into phrases.
To my body, due to metamorphosis
It is not sinking now.