Текст песни В'луже - температура твоей комнаты

I cried when a friend was holding a dead dog
The temperature of my room, as always, is cool
It's funny to be a fighter for the truth, as the Martian Manhunter
Keep out of the hands of the pain and the precipitate, and it is to die
Pour a liter of water the night of the eye in front of mom
I understand that you are just weak in the mind of your thoughts cascade
And remember, friends in a cold room
It's easier just to back, so you do not remember
As I was a whiner, so I told them and stay
Around me struggle with fatigue, the struggle for audacity
Are you listening to me, and it seemed to understand, but it's just better to laugh than to sadly fall
Shut the hole in the bathroom, my same language
You will be ashamed to acknowledge themselves void
Who are you, vulgar or cat oshmёtok breakfast?
It's time to forget the joy of your great age
The figures and the manner of speech of the soul
Then rattle and yelling, you are a man or whoever the hell?
Yes, better to blow his nose with blood, standing at a funeral, not thinking about Mr. .........
The temperature in my room minus left