Текст песни ВАНТУЗ - МОЗГ

The brain is no longer needed with my head dismissed
For what was a whole world, and unhappy
When looking for the causes of discontent is not in itself
And I am sitting at home all the flaws seen in the window
Alone he did not write and the pictures did frames
And thoughts like fleas jump no higher than banks
And what I then called the feeling was a feeling
The signal to the frontal lobe of the brain after the opinion shall
That's all from me now is quite enough
We say goodbye to what extent would not be hurt
And all my experience where I was just ego position
I give the children as a teenager from the designer Lego
And what would Casati stronger at this moment of farewell
I will repeat a spell who are you goodbye
Vaughn go I scream out the window throwing belongings
Live now without me crawling snail quieter

I am a prisoner of the senses rather than the mind
As the infection to me
Again, my base is in the fire
For two pins just a phase in the ground
It flows from the outside
Where the wind whispering wave
The answer lies in the depth

I can see how to watch streaming down fast minutes
Eyes open slightly the lips are closed to the pain
Self is not my question, I would not understand the answer
It does not matter who I am and where I am and how much to me now years
This tragic ending of funny start
Just my submarine to the seabed pulled
Nobody hears a signal that there is no signal
As I do not see the window of the window where the light was
My illusion is not only a top pressure
Until I hear his breathing and heartbeat
I think this is enough for the time that would live
Alas, but the sinking boat without a captain does not float
He knew her arms and all maritime laws
Pressure components where speed and danger zones
Cleverly their rounds on the cards that did not leave
And I'm just going to die without knowing all the rules

I am trying to make a move but immediately feel the pain
During his forehead on the red fuel level sensor zero
Now to talk as soon as a hundred voices
But the voice of their own only hear with our ears
I would assume of course it's frightening but dare
What sinful deed I think this event is the death
Where, then, a bright light at the end of a large tunnel
And how long can here last week
I was at the bottom with him for a single
Remains of memories like a heavy spoon-bait
And the same, I just hook on a thin thread
And only one node prevents it seems to float
And so really no more precisely these words
He finds freedom who do not need a catch
Having lost everything to the end, we will be able to understand it
What is not possible from the bottom of those who do not believe to get

Having lost everything to the end became clearer understanding
That in addition to the highest I have nothing more to lose