Текст песни найтивыход - курс позитивной философии

systematizing people stay on the benches
I sit and stare in silence at the decaying old
cool air smears of jacket leaves obbivaya hands
autumn, it's time to aging, and for someone the door to memories,
with a cigarette by the window.
but my head just knocks, outstretched on top
arms wind drives the clouds,
from the south to the north, maybe back
a string of birds flying ignoring rainy at dusk,
but my head did, imagine, just empty.
as it appeared in the novel by Chuck Palahniuk,
and in my head fly only fragments of the pairs.
Auguste Comte wrote treatises positive philosophy.
Born in Montpellier, in a Catholic family.
father was a tax collector,
I loved mathematics since childhood.
What a pity that many people simply are not aware of its existence
But if you think about it, just erase any person,
like me, like you all,
remove from social networks all fucking avatars,
pull the plug,
Screw the people false memories.
It seemed to hit the pages of the novel about the next main
I'm eighteen, I had never seen the ocean,
Today is the first time I saw the sun.
today is the last time in his life
furtively glanced back and froze.