Текст песни птички в глитче - моргенштерн

the schedule of the day is filled with new items
removed all the cabinets, clean the kitchen, in the house in order
shoot lasers from his eyes, the wind carry leprosy
I show you the techniques in a mental hospital corridor
this is the most difficult year. eye glass and concrete color
my eye runs down the silhouette of a ruined house
I was in a coma. I floated out
as luck would have sypyat dust library books and hundreds of meanings
flowing into a river unbound text suggestions
I burned all the grass on the ground, the spring will not be Now
south wind blows from the north floats burning sun
another paragraph, and I stay only a peninsula,
which wash the puddle glitches and birds in them is
even lower later and find yourself in the depths of thought
ruining people's sincerity, because it reflects a mirror
burning through the retina of the eye and from the eruption
all your words, that once you said
not save the suit, this sincerity everything burns
spoon out of you all the unsaid
will close, burying you alive. they are already infected.
all your memory burned photos
It burned only your face. at the end face of the tetrahedron
will find the answer to the question tormenting every day in the morning
after sleeping at night before bed or during sleep.
second, I acted in a snuff tamakichi Anar
Please help him. it is good never ends
little boy slides from a hill into the abyss and never
not return there because of the depths of himself no one has yet returned
Morgenstern slaughtered infidels electronics
in the world of software has its own laws
there will not be reached by train can only be expected on the platform
all that I have - that I and my organs.