Текст песни мистик - Мир не так уж и прост

In love bites
Over the dim chandelier
Compresses feelings, I feel
How adept turns sadness muscles
Tosca caustic clots
Smoke clouds of thick, neglecting the true story
The desert world desert, empty eyes ...
From today, the poems have cooled down and became silent
The bitterness of the wormwood in the air filled with dust
In the whirlpool of sounds frightening spirits Priluki
By hand with agony hiding between loops in stereo
Bitch I became a servant of hearing intentionally
I am lost in time running from hysteria
Do not pick and harmful to greenery
To forget about the lost flint Scribbles
Draws nonsense inspired by the wind ...
Eyelids glued, thoughts like Agatha Christie
The attacks hang above the harbor numbers
Past and lived just at the crossroads
The false pen godless master role
How many waited in line for the impossible
Instead dashes lines, my handwriting ---
Many points of the ground off the side of routes are
Many obscure phrases, but of those that do not go out
When rain and overcast ... love-worn
I do not believe the weasel, I do not believe the words of the other ladies
I'm just in the trash killed thee ...
Somewhere in the orbit of Jupiter minted epithets
Feelings are not accepted in everyday life luscious
I knocked you loud and quiet
I raced to meet rays swirl
Down and Out to the glare of shooting stars
In verses taking images of psycho
There was a taste of the fiery peak of tears
And the world is not so simple in sequins
Although questions about the cosmos Teskey
Though the dream with all the wax is not flashy
Although people in the heart of a handful
Just like the silly clubs
Confused smoke from Cuba by air
Kupa walking corpses rub stupid
At the call of the animal nature, and in the morning cloudy
As if from a stone sculpture
Do not know if the wind blows passing
I remember how you sang under the pale sky
Captive in my eyes is not perishable smoldering
As ash, beware of gossip peroxide
Spots, woodpecker crazy or what? shouted friends
In the role of heroes to outcasts, I
Go fuck a field Friends
I'm sick of shares is filled with plenty of love
View and build your world in hiding with the will
And there is the sea there are clouds
And I do not give up without a fight
While I was there blows a wave
And the world is not so simple in sequins
Although questions about the cosmos Teskey
Though the dream with all the wax is not flashy
Although people in the heart of a handful