Текст песни глубина - гад

managed to dig ironic smile
hid look for smoke rings
your eyes I sing prayers,
but I'm a cynic - all past, past

we love too fast
day or night - we are already in bed
wallowing in the muddy waves of pleasure
so again, I killed a God
skunk

I can not breathe at a pace
all too quickly - do not have time
What about you? what are the feelings
We're adults, we just play
morning empty as crumpled bank
scene in the stairwell
I told you that everything will be bad

again whisper to justify ourselves
the sun did not work at the sky,
Tucked away in the clouds - it hurts now
look me in the eyes ... a spiritual cripple
I managed to hurt you in God
skunk