Текст песни Высокомерие - Ноябрь

November

Nightmares turn to dust
Whale cart sinking, sinking, sinking, sinking
Suicide is not an option if you are a parasite
Your devil doesn't know how to calm you down

Friends-astronauts invite to dance
Your face has a yellow blush from temptation

Stop, don't, don't do nothing
Let everything stay as it was yesterday
Clay announcement on the dance floor
For lonely hearts, a stranger hung out:

Green shimmer of violet eyes
Will give dead souls a final show

You have no choice, you cannot lie
It would be enough for me that you cannot choose
The clouds in my head are freezing with fire
I don't care about those who are right or smart

Trains derail if the rich are to be believed
We'll be dead by November, and some will be tomorrow