Текст песни на выход с вещами - деперсонализация

I believe - and you fall in love in the last days of September
I believe - and I got only sympathy in vain
After all, you did not know nor love nor burning loss
None of the seven hundred twenty minutes are not considered
and he was right.

Any word shaky under temporary loops
It is not worth all the senses invented
All the happiness in the world - temporarily
My almost extinguished embers,
because of the people that I bolder

Let be sucked out of the path of toe
but the mouth is started from concrete
who if I would not walk on the parade ground?
and bask only melted milk

No letters, no, not that flaming
If all is vain and does not make sense
Maybe I'm doing the right thing
Allowing the current carry me nowhere.