Текст песни Zero People - Не моя

Not mine
Unbearable
Smell one
And the sound
Not mine
Whines quietly
Heap of grievances
In the corner
Tough
Life drags on
Lies, mirages -
Fool
And if so
Will be at the end
Snow on my face
And darkness

And there is sadness on the right
Left body memory
Forget it, don't meet
I'll get there myself
The soul is a moth
Crying into the pillow
After all, she's at home
We were the best

And again
Talk
Ask the truth
Afraid
No one
June only
Sews me an article
Joking
Our Father
Up there
Sees dust
And dust
Hearts
Just don't lie
Finally clean up
And wash away

The agony passed
Crumple up a piece of paper, this
Your soul in the palm of your hand
A moment - and soot
And the king is at the ball
Frowns
Why on the floor
Puddle of blood
Red, warm blood