Текст песни Утырица - Мизантропия

People around
Go everywhere
All upside down
In my mind.
I'm sick of
See people
I want rest
As soon as possible.
Touching in the sorter
From the views of dyed,
I look at the ceiling
I'm so cute.
I do not care,
That near the toilet
I feel good -
I can not see you.

Somewhere else
There are other worlds,
Somewhere the same
People like you.
There is even the same
Sortier
But I do not want
Get into this world.
I want to cry
Dry eyes
Push under the skin
To pain nails.
How not to stay
To me in this hole,
Become a winner
In a stupid game?