Текст песни Алексей Ивакин - Отпанковался

Afraid to look into your eyes
and lie that tomorrow we will wake up
alive, sober. To tell
thanks to the sun.

I'm afraid to put a ring on you
and write: punked!
Standing with a poisoned syringe.
Fingers turn white.

The strings are torn, the nerves are torn.
I will never be the first
I will never be faithful
i will never be honest
I never will now.

It's harder for me to breathe every day
I grove a hump around my neck.
So hard. Step by step
and the smoke blows.

And I'm alone among the ruins
screaming through the night: punked!
Among the empty colored shop windows
caught by the tail.

The strings are torn, the nerves are torn.
I will never be the first
I will never be faithful
I never will now.

Day is like night and night is like day.
The old man is completely ...
Now I would like to treat migraines.
I am mad.

Tired sat down at the old table,
the eyes come out of their sockets.
I almost reached the end:
left to drink
left to drink.