Текст песни Мёртвые Осы - Контроль

The control

Sometimes it’s so hard for me to keep it,
I can’t put him in these chains
He’s cunning and clever, he’s smart,
The feeling that he is separately.
In my world of disaster and flight,
And after him fall and take off again!
These explosions and faults, emptiness
And which year is the war going!

Stop playing words and shut your mouth
Do not test my inner control!
I will not repeat, go home,
it sounds in my head: “What's wrong with you?”
- "The control! Only control! ”

You know, sometimes you want to write,
You can tell a lot in these letters,
What sadness, what breaks not sparing,
What hurts and what I feel for you.
There is a peak, it is torn from the inside,
Destroys and breaks in the way
But the shackles do not break, sharply pain,
My control does not explode!

Stop playing words and shut your mouth
Do not test my inner control!
I will not repeat, go home,
it sounds in my head: “What's wrong with you?”
- "The control! Only control! ”