Текст песни скептический - ПТЮЧ

Catch visuals for live bait
All on aluminum hooks
in the arrogant grace of soft frissons
will turn into a ball, in a jelly lump
This day is both your own and someone else's
In the sea buckthorn eyes of the executioner
It was worth only the ties in the avant -garde cinema
animals in burrows warm

and we dance here-on melanholdholed drive
Among the bluff in the same car
I am ready, you are ready, but where is our God
given to the tyrants to the orphanage?
and we dance here-on melanholdholed drive
Among the blurry bodies, gouache gets wet
reached with lips to each seam
Yes, and just thanks for coming

Girl under the "meow" already like a cat
But she does not want milk
Inside the universe, Riber rolled the impossibility
that inability to possess and belong
And if I could not fall in love, although I could fall in love
Loneliness of slutty ballerinas
In the assortment of meat in the flesh and obscene sketches
So strongly rapid pulse say "villagers"

and we dance here-on melanholdholed drive
Among the bluff in the same car
I am ready, you are ready, but where is our God
given to the tyrants to the orphanage?
and we dance here-on melanholdholed drive
Among the blurry bodies, gouache gets wet
reached with lips to each seam
Yes, and just thanks for coming