Текст песни твоя маникальная - порезы

Nobody understand the pain of the fallen
pain those who are lost in themselves
who drowned in the Patriarch ponds
and does not see himself on earth
And you know, I really want
put a bullet in the temple
But society only gets
they say what kind of fool you are
I subscribe to sad nicknames
I pour you a soul in the social network
I mock your faces
And I wish you to burn in hell
You bastards inhuman
For you, the principle, morality is so important.
Only swearing for you endless
prove as important in the world you
but those that shutting up in hysterics
or jumping under trains
it's so you have esoterica
it's just screwed yes
never hope
souls abandoned and sad to whom
that the fucks are those invincible
And they have no place in hell
Best girlfriend you now sadness
After all, remission will be no
Mayakovsky from and to by heart
Sometimes everything happens to Huyevo
Your best friend will forget about you as if you were not
Your boyfriend will choose TU Salaw, that dumber, but will not bring Mosnov
Your parents will say that you don't need them and fucking in life has not achieved
And your enemy will bring to psychosis and hope will be that I will not survive
You will hold you in the dirt
wipes you the rules of life where everything is fine
You do not listen to freaks, close them
And take the pink glasses
Life will pass, you do not have time to blink
and non-affected doha
Hands time to bother
for a long time, my friend
drink tablets, phenazepam will save from longing
And right, please
don't let them rinse your brains