Текст песни Психея - Квази

The bullet is not stupid she is looking for a temple
Those who did not have time to bury their heads in the sand
They have no time to do and you get up and look
How its own blood tears children to pieces

WHERE I AM ?

Mama I spat blood yesterday
My dreams end in pain
It's hard to fly it's easy to fall
Softly if there is nasty inside
ABANDONED! MOVED!

They're paranoid, they need peace
But I won't cover their backs with me
You used to cry in the bedroom now you're gone
Pretty boy in his bosom trunk,
A pretty boy in his bosom BARREL!

Mama I spat blood yesterday
My dreams end in pain
It's hard to fly it's easy to fall
Softly if there is nasty inside
ABANDONED! MOVED!

The kids in the basement don't need Disney
Who likes wheels who has more glue
Mom doesn't give a damn about son on TV Pelsh
Then Santa Barbara lunch on the table
Remember this world a big pile of shit
These people their thoughts their empty houses
Gopas save up for a hanka dream of blowing cocaine
YOUR BROTHER BOUGHT IN THE SEGA AND BOUGHT A HEROIN