Текст песни повинен жизни - держись

It is difficult to write on the go
Lost in short lines
filling the void alarms.
Jealousy and fire.
Pride and haze burned chasing smoke.
Washed mouth soap from filth
I got rid of and now only raduyu
Before he took out the floor, fully strained slope
and a tendency to move the engine on the engine,
stuck even numbers,
and odd thoughts merge rain
through the pipe expectations and thirst to pity
chapped red lips and pranks
Verses Scribbles fingers
sitting at the station, waiting for the last train,
cut the skin and nail gnawed residue
the hardships and worries as the waves
Walking on the field under cloudy sky,
moisture, profound words chosen precisely
night, falling asleep under the moon,
whine that is not with you.
Back home, torn wallpaper
long dreamed of a
and cut down the mast, and with holes in the sail
overcast, frowning, and the clouds are moving in a circle,
elastic contact with the body drops,
adding smelosti.Pohmelny syndrome
the smell of burning wood,
and taking deliveries of new words,
weary throat, and as steel
proud you have become.

It was covered with a sheet
dream falling into the abyss
at a breakneck speed
the propensity to aging
to gentle pranks
confused and lagged behind the herd
and his strange instinct
in the pages of the wounded
early in the morning
all without boundary
This deep sense of trying to catch
rasstayal you have not realized my efforts
saying all right
but in his heart seizure
and I'm just at a loss
blood gushed to the heels
He runs violently
playing hide and seek with heart
pierce me your eyes
and smell sweet
but sharply penetrates hurt
from the back knife stabbed
and replayed at the same time
and everything inside was so easy
from cold steel
justifying
Rush himself
same ugly

tears from the eyes climb
Take back the emotions
gnawed fingers
fear of losing you
but did not show
and I hide in the box
somewhere on the top shelf
concealing secret
I would give a ticket to paradise
in exchange for your happiness
sweet Lips
touched particles language
not vysoval bites
I fell asleep and woke up
like watching a dream scenes
beautiful
that do not come true
but I will be there with you
ripping the wallpaper with grief
the mind is disturbed by the smell
when burning plastic
extraterrestrial objects from space
building bridges suspension
It makes it easier to breathe air
glass floor under your feet
and head zadurmanennaya lovely words
on the stairs escalator stair burned
rock and printed in colorless image
tasteful but without art
We are trying to see yourself but emptiness
in the mirror we see people but it's not true
distorted view is always there
as sadness in the soul is seen on the face of joyful
empty ink while writing text
himself said no
but you answered yes
then what are you waiting for congratulations
give me your hand and do not let go beg my life
hold it