Текст песни Психея - Рефлекс Хичкока

from me
truth, wrapped in a warm shawl,
hiding
in a corner of the carton old.
forever!
want to - tape, and you want - with nails
hold me!
Restrain me beg.
in the mirror
smelly, dirty, sweaty and false
hiding nothing.
more than anyone else in the world I hate
yourself, someone else.
Wrap the foil so soft casually ..
if only not to see him alone.
but I would not see myself in them.

what else?
I could do?
I do not know..
my alarm
red flowers
blooms.

I pulled out my wings
coolly memory.
Throw me up,
and I into the abyss
I tear like a stone.
nothing more to wait for.
I open and watch!
as the hopelessness and fear
I will eat from the inside.
snowing, and I was on the floor so cold,
bitch, dumb and cold.
I sit, I brake.
I will blow like a fly in a syrup of your eyes.
Of course your, well, someone else ?!

kiss, bitch, kiss my dead body.
in the folds of the cold lips.
No one will appreciate your work.
No one, until I die!

what else?
I could do?
I do not know..
my alarm
red flowers
blooms.
pulse pounding pain in the head,
without getting tired.
and stream live machines
devours me ...