Текст песни АНТИМАТЕРИЯ - Бессердечное утро

Heartless morning

1. Everything to the limit, to the bottom, to that state,
It's like someone stole most of my mind
How many knots knitted, untied everything again
No desire to die healthy

Chorus

Drunk bodies, unfamiliar faces
Finding nothing again in his corner to clog
Heartless morning gives me its torment again
Knocking blood in my temples and shaking my hands again

2. This is not a disease, this is the norm
Cool way: killing health to bring it into shape
Empty life, empty apartment
The blue side of the gray world