Текст песни комнатноеодиночество - меня изнутри убивало

Dead, Spring view behind a window
And I no longer write and lines
I'm tired of these sliced ​​your hand
Pizdostradchesky cult
Under sugary minus
I want to sleep and not wake up
In my dream, I forget about everything
About the book, about the Tumbler, about all the poetry.
I do not want to see in a personal
Your cuts on wrists
Your whining that my poems
It's part of your life
I want to forget about it
I do not want to remember the beginning
I want to hide in a corner
And to read the whole year literature
Youth lost in the country
Under the name of Russia
Youth drunken train station
With two glasses of cheap port
Tattered liver from cheap wine from Maxim yunostiplach
But we shall open in the bath
Under ebannye verses pizdostradaltsa
Like provincial girls
We do not sign on the Public
Melancholy
I remain calm mode
And that winter left me girl
I killed inside
Doctors said it internally
Bleeding
It's because I'm from Russia ?!
I wanted to ask her forgiveness
Well, can not be called a heel
It is strange to doverchevyh Piedra
Maxim pour
We forget that whore
youth cried
As yunostiplach
Uncle I have not seen her for a long time
And on the day of the birth of him
There was not a single call
Propyl all his money
Kill me in a forgotten country
hopes