Текст песни Чим - набитах

sometimes I feel like an outcast
poronoya die if nothing is sick
I blow like going life as a pun
fate not fuck and getting closer to the sky

at least say I have changed over time
yes no one this time change me
I bit along the basement lamps
the city as a museum with nonsense window shaft

and from house to house, we bitch on the heels of sound
obsessed with music, I and all the evidence
on bits with notebook sheet
cancel your dirty but music from the heart chitogo

sleepless nights, clumsy handwriting
bags under the eyes, as if the world stopped
I was given no time to live on the surplus of lies
do not over me like a match lit in silence
burn in silence