Текст песни Darik - Подержи меня за руку

Hold my hand

Street buzz road noise, fumes drunken companies
The steam from under the gray covers and damp basement cells.
The quarry, in my cramped box rattles like rally,
Everything empties lump of my mind

Again, I floor is full, again tired, almost to the point,
Half empty or is just full of I do not know.
Split into small stones, melted per liter of water,
And the pieces of the soul tried to sew, but it was hardly

Caught on the way to the house all the red lights
Knock the breath makes the heart beat evenly
Morning wake people up, now look in the window
I'm in the middle of gray buildings feel gnome

The feeling that we are zombies in search of novelty
To understand how it is when you do not heat the fires
Biting his lips from appetite to blood
... - A feast during the plague

Fidelity to those who care about other people's problems
From body pallor until banal trembling knees
Desolate soul and the vessel was filled with smoke
Perhaps then I will have a chance to face wash tons of white makeup

I never thought me where to go and with whom a couple
Be callous as a rock dry like sugar
Cold-blooded hypocrite or flaming smoke steam
I do not know, not yet decided, and it's killing me

Chorus:

Look deep into my soul
Respond at least for one of my cry
Give hope to see life
And please Hold my hand