Текст песни Кладбище Сердец - Наркоман

The white lamp light to
Illuminates the dark staircase,
On the steps of cold
Guy sits and permit it already has.
The last thing sold yesterday,
For pennies they almost gave,
But he does not care and do not care about,
Heroin stole his soul!

Chorus:
White powder flows in my veins,
From the buzz softly falling pupil
Winged angels call me up at the sky,
But no, I will not go, I'm here, well ...

2. In a world that you invented himself,
Life is beautiful if in a dream,
You do not have anyone,
And while you're there - ride on a steep & quot; Chevrolet & quot ;.
And from the buzz quietly on his body
Run through imperceptible tremor,
And cotton hand compress more feasible
To the blood in the hands of a sharp knife!

That's the whole dose dried up completely,
And unwind fabulous dream
Instead paradise gardens and beautiful flowers,
Again dirty staircase he sees.
And bursting pain in the brain and so tired,
From mental, ragged wounds,
And tired of the pain fell to the floor
Like a stone to the bottom of a drug addict!