Текст песни Паша Галябарда - Бути собою важко...

Being a hard when around you
Some only masks and costumes.
To see the meaning of life in heaven alone
I understand that a lie is everywhere
Drinking coffee in the morning, smoking a cigar
Read with fresh newspaper
Read and see her uninteresting
And equally play a role vserozumiyuchu
Walking down the street, watching theater
The theater lies, deep calm
And every hour to go to intermission
To walk down the street one-sided.
Go and listen to different cues
View on everything around you
Carry out alone late night
And pull thoughts to himself and to his
Wake up with a glass in his right hand
Understand that yesterday was and will
In the bathroom to see dirt on the face
And wash it as something bad and evil
Feel all. Pain and whistling in the ears
Do not give me to live peacefully as all
Ready to wear it on his hands
But this is only possible in Axis
I dream as we hand it
Evening walking the streets of the city
At every opportunity I kiss her
In order not to let the mouth a word.
After a walk along the beautiful city
Again I wake up and understand what happened
Sit and will remember those wonderful moments
That was between us and it all fell apart.
Sit, cry, vomit, smoke
Drink vodka to quench
Unbridled desire is to return
Takes precedence over again my thoughts
And all his anger and hatred driven
Innocent white sheet of paper
Try again infected views
Thy tears and thy soul
I want you to forget all dreams
What every moment told me
Deleting every day I thought all evil
Again, I for you dripping blood.
I'm lost again between the lines
Only give me call out
I see myself at the time of the Middle Ages
Like the Templars who goes hiking
In my head again typhoon and hail storms
Fly like abnormal thoughts
I try to develop in a couple of lines
To move into something bigger and moral.

© Pavel Galyabarda
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