Текст песни БезИмени - 12.На дне океана

After all, I am one of those who see life from the bottom
After all, I am one of those who are irrevocably drowned
But in the ocean in almost the whole country too
And there is no way back here who has ever dived

Somewhere on the ocean floor, I saw the people
What collapsed here and could not get up
And I've been a frequent visitor but still life is good to me
Although I probably would have preferred to stay here
And what kind of loneliness? like so many friends
But why I can not put everything on the shelves
It was like standing in a traffic jam greedily inhale the air
Still later, it is clear that something in itself to change
I ispishu two notebooks of 45 sheets
You so hard right now with something to please
After all, I write for myself and somehow not ready
For some respect themselves break
and do not care whether anyone will understand me
You are in expensive clubs, quarrels money
We unfortunately do not understand each other
After all, I'm still the same poet, genius gray sadness

And let no money, girl I'm a loser
For that I undertook, everything goes wrong
But even though this is still going on
And what fate will smile? navryali, yet suddenly
Tired of listening to you, for the most part nonsense
Tired of waiting assess whether I dressed
Tired badly, I lived as if in some kind of slavery
Someone else's opinion accepted with some happiness
When I die, I wonder who will remember?
I live my life spitting on all the laws
There is as a prisoner of his illusions
And that damn April I will not let go
The last six months have seen only sex in the cinema
You can laugh at me on Well Well let's laugh
I'm not ashamed of what suddenly collapsed to the bottom
Not omitting hands all night writing the same songs