Текст песни Bad Reputation - Мой мир

And I am bound with threads woven into your hands the world
and there is no flame in addition to them - my pocket fireplace
Play ka requiem for me - delight for pianist
I dissolve in your little world - a sweet suicide

Salute to the ceiling! - My best companion
Memory throat cut me with a desire to hang here
The fire only in the darkness remained, for a long time the village sun
Leaving the pain of Morpheus with a cut in one body

I caught hold of a circle to save us
then foreign bodies sought vaccine for love
Apparently there is no hell and heaven, because I asked each
But I'm here with you alone, no forces of impotence

This last cry - and I shut up forever
And hardly the gray world will cut my eyelids
And a stone with a throat load pulls me down into the earth
where I was looking for your thousands of people underground

Your smiling face will adorn a marathon shadows
And my heart rips in my sleepless bed sheets
And shot artist by erasing your purple pattern
A Colombian tea is choking me until now

Dobey ignore me, because Kaifu hurt
Bring my hands traces of lipstick from the concrete walls
Fun to be with you so I lay in one coffin
Kill yourself in me, because I love and I can not

My world is still dependent on you
Understand I'm just hanging on you
Come here again notes the senses
I do not want another world

Salut dear! not a drop has not changed
Why are you silent? I was very -obnimi
Who are these people? in white robes
From ruby ​​eyes dragged me somewhere

Live and whether you are smiling in a white shirt
and my death on the gray wall 15 Likes
Let's be proud of yourself, because the first time I lost
and as I had not eaten, I lost 21 grams

pretending that all chic - pretty exciting
but all my dreams - happy traitors
And this is serious: you Lechi - do not treat
I'll never forget: I have this 109 reasons

And let you thin, you have outweighed me everything
And even in this sea of ​​us no one saved
Just do not become your husband, we do not grow old all dates
I'm sorry that all of our secrets, I squandered in quotes

And I am bound with strands woven into his hands the world
and there is no flame in addition to them - my fire extinguished
Play ka requiem for me - delight for pianist
I dissolve in their own little world - unfortunate suicide