Текст песни БЕНZИН - ярким пламенем

I was driving myself crazy
 Getting what you deserve.
 Woe from Wit -
 Clearly not my girlfriend
 However, like you,
 However, like those others,
 In the past on the sidelines of my war
 Forgotten by me.

 Burn it with fire
 By a bright flame, even in the afternoon
 Even at night
 I don't care.
 Let it burn to the ground
 Our grief is crazy
 Well kill yourself
 No, bye, good luck.

 And again, not to sleep,
 Again, like, you need a drink.
 To view from afar
 The whole course of events.
 And every five minutes
 Mobile checking
 I’m looking for what was not there and not,
 Not trusting you or yourself.

 Burn it with fire
 By a bright flame, even in the afternoon
 Even at night
 I don't care.
 Let it burn to the ground
 Our grief is crazy
 Well kill yourself
 No, bye, good luck.

 Burn it with fire
 By a bright flame, even in the afternoon
 Even at night
 I don't care.
 Let it burn to the ground
 Our grief is crazy
 Well kill yourself
 No, bye.