Текст песни Аспирантура - Случайный прохожий

Worried confidence pink cheeks
The exclusive right to happiness "at the expense"
Blue screens, arranged life,
But nothing is forgotten, nobody is forgotten
Captains known sea storms
But my ship has broken anchor
And from new hikes I expect only misery
There are medications that only harm

I left "a tribe" of marching scrapped
I - a relic of the new flora, rowing oar
Sunken galley with flowers of love
I'm still afloat, but losing their form
I learned to breathe, live and sing under water,
But in an endless feast hard to be master of ceremonies
Even if under the table, spilling wine,
Sober too dangerous, should not be sober.

I'm not so much lived
It is not a hero
I - casual passer
night Underground
I am ready to become a home
Take food out of the hands
Unless you're lying.
If you really did not lie!

I - Professor of emotions, look at the essence of things
All the concrete becomes the word "general"
And countless sacrifices on the altar of good deeds
I do not see could not, even if I wanted to
I - a deadly splinter yesterday's fight
On the decline has not lost ardor
I'm preparing for the last war
Not hoping any win or survive it.

I'm not so much lived
It is not a hero
I - casual passer
night Underground
I am ready to become a home
Take food out of the hands
Unless you're lying.
But still lie, lie,
Still lying!