Текст песни Lin - Синдром твоих снов

chorus:
You are my world...
we are flying...
There ... where there is no you dream ...
In those ... what lived ...

And I was a diplomat of your illusions
smuggling I transported myself under the guise of dead statues
it's time to prepare or retreat
In Mercury there until they have reached
Your tears from the bullet
Favorite world of alive trembling my cells
in the chamber number 6 love planted in a cage
I in unison leafles from my texts
winter wishes like autumn in their plots
Penetration of cosmic my objects
And these dreams we invented the murderers of light
and we love these needles in our hearts
So that you can shine on my shoulder
We measured the depth of soul in the dials
And we sorted this joy in grams
Little album under the slogan high
My syndrome in the eastern coasts created
chorus:
and you in me every day everyone penetrate slowly
under the name infecting intravenous
defective image of defective fantasies
everything protects intelligence your temptations
Eyes of red wound bleed laughter
Quite early but accurately the tower has already moved
you all like so love to be like people
but you don't live just when kaifuet
In the world of contusions, film studios filmed
And all the actresses have created deaf illusions
After all, there is no need to hear who you will tell you here
Who will feel about you and does not even cough
in good night in the TV shows
Other side of the screen of life references
you roasted my world with a marker all in black
And I figured it on my topic and what fuck?