Текст песни правила поведения с пьяным мужем - день рождения земли

our life knocks down
our beat knocks down
sometimes sad
and lonely at night
rustling through the streets
looking for money

in response to my question
burnt TV hisses
in general I am 40 years old
but nobody believes me
no one believes at all

stars cry in orbit
in the hotel room mars
cuts veins and screams
i love you jupiter
knee-deep vomit
after red port
I didn't save a generation
sleeping at night
on earth's birthday

and I hanged myself somewhere inside