Текст песни скептический - алое

I drink the mountain diluted aloe juice
I and my muse - we are left only two
This pale moon showed her cosplay
All that I need only water and Mary Jane
All I need somewhere hiding in the fog
I like a stone flower, I'm racing under the clouds
This city will not let go, he set up barricades
And his slow noir passed on Dial-Up
It is necessary to realize that time will divide on the flap
Will take dreams, take all that you once considered the holy
Take for these stems and do not let them go
I invented my paradise, I look at his open gates
Night loneliness in fatigue from new faces
Future vaguely, my life-necrorealism
Antipositis, everyone is forgotten as a pager "Motorols"
But I do not care so, for a long time, I'm surrounded by flora

Wonderful trips as if it is cadres of clips Bjork
In closed cosmos, I broke the flower from the moon
No need nothing, I used forever here
Although there are not enough free places here
Wonderful trips as if it is cadres of clips Bjork
In closed cosmos, I broke the flower from the moon
No need nothing, I used forever here
Although there are not enough free places here