Текст песни вБЕНЗИНЕестьОБЛАКА - nevermore

Who are these people?
Where is my stuff?
Why is the filled bath water harvesting?
Who broke a glass?
Whoas abused Buddha?
Who stood in the sink all the dishes?

I remember was the usual Friday,
I walked home as always hungry and angry.
I look across the road a piece of newspaper rolls,
I was furious: I sworn his foot.
And the wind rose, clouds thickened
The newspaper took off and became a bird.
This is good luck, happy case.
But it was necessary to be such a thing.
I asked the Wildlet:
"When will I live beautiful and rich?"
Heavy glance, dumb reproach,
Only Garked Bird: "Nevermore!"
But with English I have a problem,
I have always been to the sciences accurately closer.
I spat on this wilt bitch
And continued the movement on and below.
Further, everything is vague, only scraps of phrases ...
I remember how from the bottom of the river raised me some kind of diver.
I remember how to jump from the roof of a five-story house,
I remember how it came into and left coma,
I remember how white leaves are flying
And how workers were worn when ate tanned.
I remember, as lay on the floor of the supermarket for two weeks.
I remember how all the doors were closed in front of me.
I remember how shouting on the owner of the drill.
I remember evil frosts, broaching blizzards.
But I do not remember anything that would explain all this ...
Thousands of unread SMS with one question: "Where are you?"

And then I woke up, my sleep woke up, the Mirage was blown away.
I woke up in an apartment grilled.
Circle slept people missing vodka and gangs