Текст песни клитор Немецкой алкашки - 12

do not navizhu this world'm so sick
so pathetic this world of scars on the soul is not small
my heart empty my whole life in idle
I just eat my feelings repom live
streets just the same feed blood alcohol
to be friends with me because I'm dangerous mentally ill

let it be so easy and I mean destiny
I'll let this street with a visor

She led me through the lanes of dark streets
where people can not see where inserted a stick into the spokes
who stood on his knees not hava bratuha Bazaar
who made a mistake and fell, and does not penetrate into the text
so is not easy, my life does not understand people
and in my head I have no ideas can become wiser

I look to the heavens sing prayers do not know
only god I keep asking my family