Текст песни Копылов - Мои чувства стали макулатурой и ломом

My feelings became waste paper and scrap all night I drink cognac
on a bench under the house
and for me there is no window lit in any
from hundreds of apartments
Time smells of dust
inside is completely empty
do not be sad
I delete SMSki let it be childish
but it hurts so much
End of October sneaks through veins
the earth is getting cold and ordinary you make me disappear
without a trace in the abyss
I will jump know
I’m just burning and burning and burning
in the deaf gateways of the city
my star will light up in the sky
Only love has such a right
I'm on the hook, bravo, love is poison, only love has a light hand,
to make an alcoholic out of a poet

Chorus:

Don’t think about her, to hell with all thoughts,
in this world we all did not hang for long
we all walk under god and seek prepositions to stay
don’t think about her, fasten your coat on the steps of the closed metro
kilometers of self-interest, millimeters of good leave it in yesterday

Catch wi-fi and read on the front page that you are the same as everyone
enter your blog and I will open the ceiling
with a blade of heaven and crumbs of bread I will feed the pigeons and leave them an open balcony and some paintings that I wrote
for you in complete darkness
I would sell yes the prices are not the same
I'll go to the stove, make tart tea
an inner voice whispers that she will miss her
but i'm stronger i'm stronger
but in general you're not so bad
you live with someone else, I feel sorry for the sucker, and I'm an outsider in your fashion world,
I am sick of the arms above my legs wider

Chorus:

Don’t think about her, to hell with all thoughts,
in this world we all did not hang for long
we all walk under god and seek prepositions to stay
don’t think about her, fasten your coat on the steps of the closed metro
kilometers of self-interest, millimeters of good leave it in yesterday