Текст песни сука-любовь - двигатель внутреннего сгорания

Insomnia asks
For the night -
I pretend to be asleep.
On the roof is not to rush
In the last century,
My memory is chilling.

I replaced the fifth
Extractive melancholy.
I consume food.
Without respite,
On thin ice.
I internal combustion engine.

And again, "great!"
No good morning,
Acrid smoke cigarettes.
I nihuёvo.
I remember vaguely
The joy of the past years.

I am of sound mind
See in the box
Solid military units.
But if you're traveling light,
I'm at an impasse
In the frozen tram happiness.

Come to life
Units of one hundred
In the space without oxygen,
But, crusting of ice
Scrape off the glass,
Breathing fumes my lack of freedom.

Although, to be honest,
I know everything.
Yes, there is nothing to breathe.
Circumstances of place -
A form of protest.
I had forgotten how to wait

That's the trouble.
Derailed train.
Who took off, he tends to fall.
So pass the year,
But, as always,
I prepare myself to defeat.

And (you are my god!)
On the way home
Life lost consciousness.
Fierce winter
On the eighth passage
Life is like a survival.

Next ahead;
Everything to do with it,
However, the process of extinction.
In the metal,
At the time of the dump
The internal fire.