Текст песни По венам - Промывай мне раны водкой с соком

I washed the wound with vodka, orange juice
and do not bother me
his arguments blue
What is the point?
a life ?!
impotence
gallows
that's all the way in front of us that vysteletsya

smiling? Yeah, you know more, because you are smarter
and in fact
is not the case
and you do not even know who we are and where we are
not call them
We listen to the servants of the system
not call them
I will not let the veins
not call them
I shout walls
as though they have the right number
Where are we?
in my house
It has not left the roof
and I hear
as the neighbors above wander, arguing, smoking nervously
I hear their fish float belly-up
and probably
I hear their souls soar up into the sky Siberian Crane
and as God throws them out into the ocean, as if shaking off dandruff
and I find peace of mind, albeit briefly
why? Elementary Watson
same
floors
reincarnation

I washed the wound with vodka, orange juice
and do not bother me
blue skies
Understand, I am not familiar with the higher powers
and tell me what to do
save me
(VK-veins)