Текст песни мори - прогнись или пропади

"Rotten / damn"

fingers dig into the skin,
views drilled through.
we did something like:
I'm trying to give something to others,
What is he looking for.

and attention and love,
and jokes, verbiage -
all you for the joy.
and I despair gnawing,
I think I am lost
without a map,
become unnecessary.

can,
feet still hold,
can,
and began to spin a flat,
but inside - breakdown,
him that spring that summer -
all for no anything.

pay off nothing,
afraid of losing
rotten, or be gone.
it is there, in the chest,
beats?

should it also hopes to be saved
becoming mediocre?

all this can break me,
I do not know how to restrain
rising fear.
in front of people I am full of ambition,
alone - a pathetic fool.

and so I stood between the extremes,
trying to find common ground.
sells, or be gone
in sorrow and in joy.
Amen.

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