Текст песни BERK - пять минут моей грусти

losing
again I lost self-control
breaking ideas in the blood of his own naivety
looking upward Rush hopes
swipe on the back will leave your thoughts here
permeated
I see pricked people's hands
see, vpominat ruin
bathe in the mud
weary from the pain of wounds
All nourish like a boomerang
and the eyes of my sea
after you drink it
choking salty aftertaste
and you are my lost $ ayberg
do not do anything with me
soaring, I died
it is five minutes of my sadness
in the morning turned to my name vpomnit
Take off the mask
and then suffocated by choking in his own apartment
how many thoughts in my head
that will forever be maddening
I never stop dreaming and thinking
you have heard the cry of the soul of the adult child?
yes you
not permeated into my space
and how would you not pereslushival can not understand one
you energized
headphones in ears, as is usual in blind
I saw a lot of people
their gray blank stare vnikuda
I do not care you or she is in the shower one
and do not find anything else
closing the car door
mentally remember each other
ahead waiting something new
and I was trying to find himself in an empty room mirror
but nothing happened
and is sailing to nowhere
in neiskomoe ..
how often we hang on the degree of sincerity
believing in something better
We are trying to find itself in the second counterfield guise
but then crashing on their mistakes
you shall put thee out only at the time of
later, you do not notice how once again aspire to the same vvysoty
flying
forget about one important thing
that each time to fall harder
you hear yes, give for