Текст песни СВСМ - Следующий я

I am trying to withdraw from these mundane days
I dream of the mast night lights
I pressed into the faces of passers and
ineptly folded day poems

listen to the roar of steel machines
unnecessary, was supposed to be great
I am trying to find the land, but
breaks and flies to the bottom

Wake me up
when it will cut in half
autopsist
day
is not enough for anything
goes well and that
so the next appointment I ..

sdyhaet home under false of correct words
in his hands weakly love burns
and the city will wake up tomorrow and
supple lie under the rollers

see also, on the floor spreading smoke
everything below you could be another
translucent but happy
so stuck forever in the dark eyes

Wake me up
when it will cut in half
autopsist
day
is not enough for anything
goes well and that
so the next appointment I ..