Текст песни Шима- - не чокаясь

I wake up at night comes to me PERSON
WHAT IF THE HEAD EYE
OU NUTRO NOT WANT reconciled
ON wineglass stumbles afloat.
With that the devil FALL
FOR ALL THIS garbage
All those who drink SCREW NOT CHAKAYAS
And you're the one and a couple of cold marble NAILS
White or gray COLOUR OH on the cheeks and the coffin will not forgive us
DIM LANDSCAPE sometimes I think if I was in the morgue
And we ought to say something but the place WORDS lump in the throat
BROTHER
TEARS DO NOT BELIEVE IN EACH HIS POOR
I BELIEVE THEN Toll find peace when I'm WAN
That high and what is low and that the ropes that thread
And we are so fucking AS IF WE WILL LIVE FOREVER
And throw a handful of earth into the pit that's all REMAINING
US HEALTH smallness Oh SHOULD ALL MEETING STROST
SHOULD BUILD A LOT OF PLANS THAT THEN go off the rails
I REMEMBER
LET THERE BE WON BETTER THAN HERE