Текст песни найтивыход - прощай

Call me when you want
You can ride me into the phone
In the recalculation of days we are like a body
Flies hang over her
on the corpse of our love or feelings
that once cooled

I don't want to eat anymore
I no longer want to sleep
I no longer want to fly
I probably can't fly
I probably do not want to live
But I think I can swim
on the back
From the lead bullet in the head.

Do not forgive yourself
Do not forgive me
Do not forgive anyone
goodbye