Текст песни незнакомый - минус

It would be cramped in this shell
Need to do something, but I do not know for sure
Then whether I am urgent, if I was late
This is my way or furrorous
I would find out which thresholds
Nonsense one always or look gods
I would be stronger to become, yes let the roads
Only one of the few
On the way to keep the legs

I would be one to collect mental streams
The keyboard buttons are transferred to the line fig.
What worried about the head somewhere inside there
The wizard will put my voice on this rhythm

And it seems I see a goal there ahead
But so tired of this ski-pushing skin
And in the morning again on the road to the failure of the mind
Again, something forgot .. to smear the shoelaces.

This life will not love
Floors, see more than gods love addictions

Sometimes I see that I did not grow up at all
23 years just a sprout does not be fruit
There is no victories and achievements bobla in your pocket
I live in the fog in communication is minimal.

Among concrete antics, roaring cars
As it is not a bullfather how much could not live
No matter how much I did not work and did not find
I just want to leave this show more

Again the white bedspread covers sludge
again will be a pair that you do not cry with whom
No one to hug and let a stupid tear
about the collapse of the Union, the families of the dead relatives and we are again at the bottom
Namaloivan
Here they get hits either on the mind of the drown or cross
I'm going to the street again
As if in childhood I try to hide there
I need to frown so frowning
Only clear only
Here, after year, it flies as uniform
The roaring city of smoke factories again argue about different
Someone in a hurry to have time trying to escape again
Releasing bird in the sky but trying to keep
And after the May snow it seems the sun does not warm
And even if she would have become warmer
It is hardly added to the ideas of bills in an empty wallet
I would inflate the flame yes not to find an area
And the shadows were flying past the weeks
Days killed moments and dials sweating
Yes, then we did not have time so much now we fly
Ni-tie in o-din fi-til